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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Winter Magnolia

Winter Magnolia

150 / a blooming opens on the back yard magnolia tree— from the lowest branch pulls a bud: as a blunt tongue or pale phallus-shaped shaft —

3 comments:

  1. Even without the photo I could see this. And even without the nod to phallus there's an matter-of-fact eroticism to it.

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  2. In this verse I specifically wanted to tilt the preconceived notions of how tanka/haiku are usually represented. By showing more of a provocative image, or by using an "ugly," tarnished concept in these short verses (as mentioned back in a post from 2012) a fuller experience of reality can be achieved... but increasingly I find it difficult to actually follow this train of thought.

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  3. That 'subversion' is just perfect! What should poetry do but reveal life in all its complexity? It's surely the attempt to capture it all - the imperfect but truly perfect reality? The beautiful 'whole'?
    Poetry has always felt 'religious' to me. That we sense the numinous in and through it. (And I mean 'religious' in only the abstract-est of ways as I'm no believer).
    Your intentions - to change the filter; to upset preconception and force us to see things from another angle - this is something I can really appreciate.

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