I lie silently breathing so quietly I lie still after you have loved me like that, like the sun rises, or moon waxes, or birds call after their nesting served its purpose here today, now a plenitude. I lie very still hoping you will not leave me to fend for myself.
it is quite a mechanism within us, this longing to not be alone, whether by lover, by friend or by god. we are a negation of sorts. i just now sit and think about this. i imagine myself alone. i think, ah, no lover. ok, i steel myself and am glorious alone. but i'm still not alone. i've my children. i think of them growing and i turn to those who make me here, you, a few others. but there is no guarantee that those who make me here will be here in ten years or interested in the likes of me. and then i imagine an ashen bin beneath me in which i believe in nothing beyond. truly alone. and then i feel it, christopher, i feel what i have felt at times before in my life, that absolute aloneness, and life has so very little meaning like this. and so this mechanism has me reaching out, bearing witness and asking for witness. alone is one thing, but to be truly alone inside and out is a terrible thing. i swear, i'll not abide it.
last night i sent over some fresh from the oven apple square to my neighbour. she returned the plate. i touched her back. it was a short exchange. i am most comfortable here, in short exchanges, but i touched her back, she smiled at me. i am not alone:) and neither are you, of course. i touch your back as well.
hi Christhopher and Erin :) yes this feeling you talk about, i know it very well, and sometimes i let my self lay still, like now, with open eyes listening to the birds (you two:) What i wonder is; this coming and going of loved ones, this loving and then somehow it slips away. For me i feel i want to hang on..... but somehow i drift away to other shores. Yet! Christopher even when in different places i will always love you, and know you love me! x
(((Erin))) alone need not be lonely but yes there is in faith the continued presence of others.
I accept your touch, only wish that we were closer by sometimes.
(((Jozien))) Indeed, I do love you still.
Ghost, I miss you. Thank you for your alien girl.
who, this is not the Hallelujah of Cohen himself (there seem to be several of him up on YouTube) and Tim Buckley sang the definitive cover. But yes, I looked at several versions including some of Cohen and liked this one best.
Some years ago my poetry took on a mythic flavor and I became a character in my own poems, a mage, "the man of the Northern Wall". This apellation is not completely fictional. My middle name is Noordwal, a Dutch term for north wall, though in current Dutch it mainly means north bank as in riverbank. I was told that an ancestor, a Portugese Jew escaping the Inquisition, settled in a small Dutch town and took this name from where he settled, near the north wall of the town. I have thought for a long time that -wal meant wall, think my mother told me that. A linguist might say that my usage is no longer common, is an older usage, but then the Inquisition happened in Portugal a few centuries ago, right around the time the Moors lost control of the Iberian Peninsula and the Jews lost the modest protection given them by Islam. Now I write as this mage, my poetry persona.
Mechanical designer for industry, now retired, once a Bay Area Hippie, went undercover in 1972, I've been writing poetry for years.
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simple words with an essense, quite deep. love it :)
ReplyDeleteit is quite a mechanism within us, this longing to not be alone, whether by lover, by friend or by god. we are a negation of sorts. i just now sit and think about this. i imagine myself alone. i think, ah, no lover. ok, i steel myself and am glorious alone. but i'm still not alone. i've my children. i think of them growing and i turn to those who make me here, you, a few others. but there is no guarantee that those who make me here will be here in ten years or interested in the likes of me. and then i imagine an ashen bin beneath me in which i believe in nothing beyond. truly alone. and then i feel it, christopher, i feel what i have felt at times before in my life, that absolute aloneness, and life has so very little meaning like this. and so this mechanism has me reaching out, bearing witness and asking for witness. alone is one thing, but to be truly alone inside and out is a terrible thing. i swear, i'll not abide it.
ReplyDeletelast night i sent over some fresh from the oven apple square to my neighbour. she returned the plate. i touched her back. it was a short exchange. i am most comfortable here, in short exchanges, but i touched her back, she smiled at me. i am not alone:) and neither are you, of course. i touch your back as well.
much love
xo
erin
hi Christhopher and Erin :)
ReplyDeleteyes this feeling you talk about, i know it very well, and sometimes i let my self lay still, like now, with open eyes listening to the birds (you two:) What i wonder is; this coming and going of loved ones, this loving and then somehow it slips away. For me i feel i want to hang on..... but somehow i drift away to other shores.
Yet! Christopher even when in different places i will always love you, and know you love me!
x
alien girl
ReplyDeleteShe sure says a lot with her facial expressions and her eyes, doesn't she.
ReplyDeletelines and shades, thanks for visiting.
ReplyDelete(((Erin)))
alone need not be lonely but yes there is in faith the continued presence of others.
I accept your touch, only wish that we were closer by sometimes.
(((Jozien)))
Indeed, I do love you still.
Ghost, I miss you. Thank you for your alien girl.
who, this is not the Hallelujah of Cohen himself (there seem to be several of him up on YouTube) and Tim Buckley sang the definitive cover. But yes, I looked at several versions including some of Cohen and liked this one best.