© Marie Marshall
That is so lovely. I love the ‘and ‘clouded’ round the guy. A lovely choice of word.
If I couldn’t wrestle a word to my purpose I think I would give up. 🙂
This is the best poem I have read in ages. Can I reblog this?
Thank you, Ina. Go for it.
True love …
Maybe, but when you’re a kid, who can tell the difference? 😉
Kvennarad: 1; Salva: 0.
i don’t think i can say what Ina said with the same credibility since i don’t read poetry very often, but still, I’m saying it anyway. this is best damn poem i’ve read east of the mississippi in decades. to go from thousands of butterflies to an immigration room inquiry to revolution to a kid’s first crush….well boom kabam, from perverse to holy round and round. i’m right back in that Italian movie “1900” with Donald Sutherland and I’m not sure why, but now i’ll have to watch it again to maybe find out.
You don’t have to say what Ina said; that you said what you said’ll do for me.
it was my apparent failed attempt at amalgamation and compilation.
You couldn’t fail if you tied your bootlaces together.
Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous.
Ty, ty, ty.
Reblogged this on Susan Daniels Poetry and commented:
Marie Marshall. Sigh. Pure, beautiful subversion. This succeeds where my dandelion poem did not.
oh i LOVE it!!!
My work here is done.
Reblogged this on Ina and commented:
kvenna ráð is one of those poets I truely admire. her poems are often mysterious, often funny. this one I think is the best, but you must judge for yourself and read her blog! 🙂
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