Monday, January 21, 2013

Clarity



Clarity
By
Lisa A.Williams  

Wound upon wound
all pretense-
anemic suture.


How truth bleeds
 through white silence-
.
Crimson shades 
 the pureness 
of our dreams long held in
 hunting hearts,
tasting each others hunger-

the nearness of it always.
 




3 comments:

  1. This is so good Lisa. Felt that snatch of heartache and your close is perfect.

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  2. Really like the intensity and rawness in this, Lisa. "How truth bleeds through white silence"- so powerful. The impact of this piece is easily felt.

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  3. love this piece - the last line especially. Have been wondering why certain lines stand out in poems... don't think there is a single reason. The context is important (hence why last lines often stick), rhythm can have something to do with it (the feminine ending of your piece was really poignant). I guess trying to come up with an equation for it is destined to fail. Sometimes things "just work". In the case of this poem, greatly.

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