Monday, August 21, 2006

And still

we look eye to eye
deep gazing to bridge the gap
of space and light

we reach fingertip to fingertip
and voice to ear to penetrate
the barriers of skin

and in the end each of us is alone

we turn and try
tempt and touch
we hover and hunger
hate and hold

we stretch and strain
stroke and straddle
we ask and offer
ache and argue

and in the end each of us is alone

and still
I rise each day
as the sun does and

I turn my eyes
in your direction and
hold out my hand

27 Comments:

Blogger Stray said...

ouch. this is wonderful MB, xx

8/21/2006 12:00 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

(o)

8/21/2006 1:05 PM  
Blogger mermaid said...

I understand, more than you will ever know.

8/21/2006 2:49 PM  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

The "stretch and strain" of relationships. Really like the layout of this; 3 3 1 3 3 1 33. Adds to the tension in my opinion with a glimmer of hope in the last two. At least determination, if not hope. Love it!!

8/21/2006 3:14 PM  
Blogger Brenda said...

Now that I've heard you singing, I hear you singing. This is beautiful, the rhythm, the repetition, the simplicity, the profundity...

8/21/2006 4:24 PM  
Blogger zhoen said...

(o)

8/21/2006 6:04 PM  
Blogger leslee said...

I really like this. All the ways of trying to connect, and the repeated "and in the end each of us is alone" - And still. Wonderful.

8/21/2006 6:14 PM  
Blogger rdl said...

nice!

8/21/2006 6:30 PM  
Blogger Endment said...

You have done a beautiful job of arranging words to describe our lives.

8/21/2006 7:06 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Stray, thanks so much. I hope the optimism of the last two stanzas comes through, for I really do believe that it's well worth the trials and tribulations.

Mary, thank you. Wonderful to see you here!

Mermaid, thanks!

Pat, thanks so much. I'm glad you picked up on the optimism!

Brenda, I was hoping that the form would underscore the content.

Zhoen, thank you.

Leslee, thanks so much. I'm pleased you enjoyed it.

rdl, thanks! Good to see you here.

Endment, it is in some ways a brutal truth, and yet a source of so much richness.

8/21/2006 8:08 PM  
Blogger Jon Cox said...

Absolutely Beautiful!!!! :o)

8/21/2006 10:09 PM  
Blogger gracie said...

as the sun does...
there is profound grace in that gift, mb

8/22/2006 12:16 AM  
Blogger alan said...

Even when my head refuses, my heart still reaches...

alan

8/22/2006 12:18 AM  
Blogger Richard Lawrence Cohen said...

Lovely! I think it gains strength from the first refrain onward and keeps building. The alliteration is an inspired touch. And like Brenda, I heard you singing it.

8/22/2006 6:34 AM  
Blogger robin andrea said...

This is beautiful, mb. It captures every love I've ever known.

8/22/2006 8:34 AM  
Blogger firebird said...

This just about says it all!
You are clear, thorough, delicate and transcendent at the same time, while seeming effortless--and expressing your personality also--I love this poem!

8/22/2006 10:06 AM  
Blogger Sky said...

MB, the perfect description of our attempts to connect, to be intimate in all ways - simply the state of our human condition. I commented to Frankie recently about this in response to one of her posts about being "alone" - we are all alone, no matter our efforts to change it.

8/22/2006 11:35 AM  
Blogger floots said...

really like this
the hopeful hopelessness (or is it the other way round ): ) of it
got to me
thank you

8/23/2006 11:01 AM  
Blogger chuck said...

Though the 'communion moments' are brief and transitory, they are worth all the effort expended in trying to communicate, to touch, to love, to know another, and to be known, as well.

8/23/2006 10:11 PM  
Blogger Firehawk said...

We begin,

within

and are forever
in the brilliant,
screaming darkness
thereafter,

without

wishing only that
perfect overlap,
that deep connection
below the skin,
that beloning,

but we are bound
to this flesh,
life years damned,
the same as the
portable tomb we
carry,

forever without,
wishing inwards,
wishing to enter
the sweet earth
of another but
held away,

corporeal ghosts
wishing for worlds
intermingled and
wishing blind.

8/24/2006 1:05 PM  
Blogger Patry Francis said...

Captures the every day courage it takes to love.

8/24/2006 7:23 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Jon Cox, thanks!

Gracie, there is indeed and it frequently inspires in me great gratitude.

Alan, isn't it amazing how that works? Miraculous, really.

Richard, thank you very much. I'm glad to hear that the alliteration worked for you. I'm also glad to see you here!

Robin, thanks. Me too.

Firebird, thank you for your generous words. I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Sky, yes we are, and that is what this poem gets to. And yet we constantly strive to connect.

Floots, you name it perfectly. It is both at the same time.

Chuck, thanks. I couldn't agree more that it's all well worth the effort.

Firehawk, you've done it again! "wishing to enter the sweet earth of another" — wonderful. Thank you so much for your response.

Patry, thank you very much.

8/25/2006 9:40 AM  
Anonymous Via said...

the heart breaks but hope endures

8/31/2006 10:20 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Beautifully intimate-I feel quite tearful

8/31/2006 11:07 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Via, welcome! Thanks for commenting.

Sue, thanks for your honest response.

8/31/2006 4:23 PM  
Anonymous Via said...

I found you through Dharma Bums and have bookmarked your site. Your poetry is exquisite. I look forward to many more visits.

8/31/2006 9:01 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Via, thank you so much. I'm glad that you found your visit worthwhile.

9/01/2006 9:16 AM  

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