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Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Merzi

Merzi comes
in the hour of glass bones
in the time of the last snow
Merzi comes
and I am waiting.

Merzi is from
Belgrade or Kiev,
She likes her coffee and her women dark and strong--
Merzi sighs
like the cars going by
on the wet street outside in the dawn.

Merzi comes
in the hour of the watching stars
in the time of the poem unspun
Merzi comes
and I am waiting.
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17 comments:

  1. I love the two lines that are repeated at the end of the first stanza and again at the end. Simple yet beautiful.

    "She likes her coffee and her women dark and strong" packs a powerful wallop...

    Guaranteed to please--Shay!

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  2. strong and dark is the way to go, whether you are coming or going....smiles....enchanting rhythm ma'am

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  3. Ah well. Merzi wouldn't like me. I'm like bad coffee--cold and bitter!
    ;P

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  4. First and last stanzas are timeless--'glass bones' is one of those phrases that needs nothing to support its imagery, it's so complete. Atmospheric and bittersweet.

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  5. 'Merzi' me. That was dark 'wisdumb'. Sorry, a play on your words.

    You know that we all think your wonderful with words.

    Oh, Lola, were you ranting?

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  6. "glass bones" - how much more poetic could you be, Shay.

    Can I tell you something - Merzi scares me :)

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  7. Wonderful poem. "the hour of glass bones" and the sound of the cars going by, the poem unspun. Wow. Never a misplaced or imperfect word. Not once, ever, in all the poems of yours I have so deeply enjoyed.

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  8. I love all the unique phrases: the hour of glass bones, and watching stars, the sigh like passing traffic, the time of the poem unspun.. There I just quoted your poem back at you 'cos I love it all.

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  9. Sounds like I would wait for her too. Some killer lines especially in that first stanza. Sounds like she is worth waiting for...your writing has the greatest feel...I like to feel, Great job.

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  10. it's like a Pushkin story

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  11. powerful simplicity





    Aloha from Honolulu
    Comfort Spiral

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  12. Like Hedge said, atmospheric. It drifts around you like snow. Beautiful.

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  13. Well, if Merzi is coming tonight, we'll have to go Dutch on dinner.

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  14. this gave me shivers! the words you charm into your poetry are always perfection, SP! and NO one writes like you do! LOVE this!

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  15. in the time of the poem unspun
    Merzi comes
    and I am waiting.

    These words are infused with the condensed essence of the soul of poetry...

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  16. Gentle falling thoughts,
    I want to meet Merzi,
    or better just have a chance
    to glance at her
    as I pass her by
    on a cold snowy street
    someplace back
    when she was in Kiev.

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  17. This is full of haunting and expectant beauty. Love it.

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