Wednesday, September 27, 2006

The flame

this is the beginning
of I don't understand
this will be the opening
of a door for who

who scratches at the door

my eyes fill with
whiteness, slowly
embroidered with thin black
lines, curves, dots

who murmurs these words in my ear

who lives behind words
who stirs at the source
further back, behind thought
behind beat, behind breath

who begins with imagining me

I do not move alone
along a burning river
welling up in brilliant darkness
from imperceptible deeps

who lights the flowing flame


Blogger Pat Paulk said...

There's always a "who" back there. A little guy with a rubber red nose on a hamster wheel, running like crazy to stay in the same place. Another poem that flows like a "burning river"!!

9/27/2006 10:13 AM  
Blogger alan said...

So much in so few are amazing!


9/27/2006 10:15 AM  
Blogger polona said...

and you did open the door!
beautiful poem!

9/27/2006 12:52 PM  
Anonymous Dick said...

This chimes really well. Lovely.

9/27/2006 1:50 PM  
Blogger la vie en rose said...

i love that first stanza!!!!

9/27/2006 2:40 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

MB, my mother's serious illness has distracted me from my routine reading, so I just belatedly saw your anniversary post. Congratulations!

I don't remember how I found you now. What I do remember is how delighted I was from that day forward when I read your beautiful poetry, how I enjoy reading some of the poems to my husband after a long day's work, and how I miss your words when you don't post. I am glad to be among those who visit here regularly, so happy to have found this place of lyrical joy. :)

9/27/2006 3:29 PM  
Blogger rdl said...

Wow, nice, alot there, must read again.

9/27/2006 3:43 PM  
Blogger mermaid said...

The soul of a goddess, that's who!

9/27/2006 7:54 PM  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

Thank you for opening doors within us, for asking us in your subtle way to look inside to go and follow our burning river...I love how your words flow and lead us to places we call home.

9/27/2006 10:37 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Pat, you may be right! Could be quite primal...

Alan, thank you.

Polona, I think you and I open the door all the time. Whether anything comes through is another matter, in my experience!

Dick, wonderful to see you here! Thank you.

Michelle, I'm glad it worked for you. It's on the edge.

Sky, I've been wondering about you, thinking about you and your mother. My heart goes out to you both. Thanks so much for taking the time to stop by! Your presence here is always a delight.

rdl, thank you.

Mermaid, the answer seems to lie in the question.

Corey, thanks for your encouragement.

9/28/2006 9:01 AM  
Blogger Dale said...

Hey, what happened to my comment? I was the very first person to comment on this, and my comment ran something like, "God, what a magficent poem!"

God, what a magnificent poem.

9/28/2006 1:08 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Dale, that might explain a perplexing moment I had yesterday when my page said there were three comments but I opened the link to find only two! Blogger certainly has been buggy recently. Thank you for taking the trouble to make sure I heard you. I am very gratified that you appreciate this one.

9/28/2006 2:14 PM  
Anonymous **SilvermOOn** GEL said...

"slowly embroidered" -very descriptive
You opened my eyes :)

9/28/2006 9:52 PM  
Blogger firebird said...

I'm glad you also feel the unseen connections that happen in writing--like collaborating with other dimensions--you have put new words onto deep feelings--wonderful to explore!

9/28/2006 10:50 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Silvermoon, eyes open is good!

Firebird, thank you for your insights into this poem.

9/29/2006 10:59 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Love this it took a couple of goes but I like its illuciveness (well I would if I could spell it)

9/30/2006 9:58 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Sue, thanks for hanging on for the ride! I'm glad you appreciated it.

9/30/2006 4:36 PM  

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