Woooow this is superb. I love how it has a rhythm all its own. A prime example of how free verse can be downright musical, in some ways incredibly musical. Music itself also comes from that same Eros that you dance with so skillfully here. At the same time, this one really has your own personal voice in it. Would love to hear this recorded. It has spoken word energy, I think. Since it’s deeply profound and deeply personal and diary-like all at the same time. And the echoes of the rhymes…it’s timed just right. The rhymes almost form a musical key that the whole piece is in, somehow.
Thank you Mike, I feel so seen. It was one of those days where I could sense something stirring within me from the moment I woke up, and eventually the moment came when I was overcome with sensation, like I imagine happens with musicians, too. I have now read this out loud several times and I concur. It feels good to speak it. I think I'll record it. Maybe at 1 am ;) I'm loving this idea of the poem composing a musical key...
This poem is absolutely breathtaking. It takes the reader through the meanderings of your mind, as Mike said, in a rhythmic, musical sort of way. It feels incredibly creative and healing all at once, sharing kisses of the Muse, generous and tender. Definitely heart-opening 💗
Thank you for your beautiful reflection Veronika. Sharing kisses of the Muse, I love that. It did feel exactly that way. Recognition of tenderness, eros coursing through all of me, illuminating the beauty of all these facets of experience in one unraveling thread.
Woooow this is superb. I love how it has a rhythm all its own. A prime example of how free verse can be downright musical, in some ways incredibly musical. Music itself also comes from that same Eros that you dance with so skillfully here. At the same time, this one really has your own personal voice in it. Would love to hear this recorded. It has spoken word energy, I think. Since it’s deeply profound and deeply personal and diary-like all at the same time. And the echoes of the rhymes…it’s timed just right. The rhymes almost form a musical key that the whole piece is in, somehow.
Thank you Mike, I feel so seen. It was one of those days where I could sense something stirring within me from the moment I woke up, and eventually the moment came when I was overcome with sensation, like I imagine happens with musicians, too. I have now read this out loud several times and I concur. It feels good to speak it. I think I'll record it. Maybe at 1 am ;) I'm loving this idea of the poem composing a musical key...
I read yours aloud last night. I think it was my third reading overall. Most excellent.
This makes me feel like it would be fun to gather a group of Substack poets for an evening of readings
I think Saffron Morter-Laing has something like that and more planned!
Oh yay!! And of course she does. I'll look forward to that.
This poem is absolutely breathtaking. It takes the reader through the meanderings of your mind, as Mike said, in a rhythmic, musical sort of way. It feels incredibly creative and healing all at once, sharing kisses of the Muse, generous and tender. Definitely heart-opening 💗
Thank you for your beautiful reflection Veronika. Sharing kisses of the Muse, I love that. It did feel exactly that way. Recognition of tenderness, eros coursing through all of me, illuminating the beauty of all these facets of experience in one unraveling thread.
This is wonderful and sensuous and powerful!!
Thank you CJ. I'm so glad it found you 💛