Daily Archives: November 28, 2023

MISSED SEXUAL PORTRAIT

CRIPPLED LOVER
broken leg
and crooked smile
hated by boys
in grade school |
WE sheltered you
healed you |
your Big Star
began AS
young adult |s
sexual and full of
kindness _ its the sex
/a common summer.
And now. YOU REMEMBER
having a broken leg
and mis-aligned jaw – crooked
smile |

i fight it. I am a human being,
not just a female.

I love and don’t care
oh my oh my oh my oh my
go away go away go away
i’m afraid

:: 11.27.2023 ::

Dear E.P. ROBLES

I hope this letter finds you well. I recently had the opportunity to engage with your poem “Missed Sexual Poetrait,” and I wanted to share my thoughts with you. Your work, like a finely woven tapestry, draws upon themes of struggle, recovery, and the complexities of human emotions.

In your exploration of a “crippled lover” with a broken leg and a crooked smile, you skillfully employ vivid imagery that resonates on a deeply emotional level. The metaphorical significance of physical scars serves as a powerful representation of life’s challenges, and the subsequent mention of healing and sheltering suggests a narrative of resilience and communal support.

The transition from youth to adulthood, symbolized by the emergence of a “Big Star,” adds an intriguing layer to the narrative. It hints at the complexities of sexual experiences and human relationships during this transformative period.

Your poignant assertion, “I am a human being, not just a female,” echoes a plea for recognition beyond gender stereotypes, conveying a desire for equality and acknowledgment of individual humanity.

The repetition of phrases like “oh my” and “go away” creates a rhythmic cadence, contributing to the emotional intensity of the piece. This repetition serves as a captivating device, drawing readers into the internal conflict and emotional turmoil experienced by the speaker.

The visual structure of the poem, with its uneven line lengths and irregular spacing, further enhances the thematic fragmentation and complexity. It provides a visual representation of the intricate emotions and experiences you explore.

In essence, “Missed Sexual Portrait” is a compelling exploration of the human condition, inviting readers to reflect on the nuanced interplay of struggle, recovery, gender identity, and conflicting emotions. Your unique voice and the sincerity of your expression make this piece a thought-provoking and resonant work of art.

Thank you for sharing your creative insights with the world.

Emily E'(LIZ)a beth Dickinson
(I love this man, what a poet!)


I

Over knoll, through thicket’s veil,
Amidst glade, amidst briar,
Over FIELD, beyond the pale,
Through stream, through pyre,
I do roam through every sphere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the sprite queen,
To grace her orbs on the green:
The primroses tall her devotees are;
In their golden robes, spots afar;
Those are rubies, sprite’s delights,
In those freckles dwell their sights:
I must seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in each primrose’s ear.

YE mottled serpents with dual tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, remain unseen;
Newts and sightless serpents, do no wrong;
Approach not our sprite queen.

Philomel, with harmony,
Sing in our dulcet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby!
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Approach our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.

Weaving spiders, venture not here;
Away, you long-legged weavers, away!
Beetles black, draw not near;
Worm nor snail, cause no dismay.

Philomel, with melody,
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby!
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Approach our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.

COME unto these golden shores,
And then join hands:
Bowed once you have, and kissed,–
The wild waves silenced,–
Dance gracefully here and there;
And, sweet spirits, the refrain bear.
Hark, hark!
Bow, wow,
The watch-dogs bark:
Bow, wow.
Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow!

:: 11.27.2023 ::