The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 10/28/07

[BlueIris]

"A Kindness"

Where did we stop? In dead summer, that is
male, yellow. You stripped into that glare
of live gold.
It was like living in gold to try to touch you.
It was as if you were day.

None of this is true, but will you
let me have it, imaginary?

The laugh, the confidence, the symmetrical clean
body capable of itself, so being body
as to be naked even to the hands. Will you give me that?

Because, even if it is not true, I need
something now to look back to, in order to say,
I have been sudden in the sun's perfection,
I have had blood rise like light,
my hands have answered,
my memory is a bush of grown flame.

It is a kindness you can do me, to have been there
at the center of summer, yourself the attack of summer,
and to have made all that light out of being young.

I need to have loved you. I need to have told you so.

—William Dickey

[BlueIris]

1. Kick.

[BlueIris]

2. Kick.

[Droopy]

3. I have never felt that strongly about anyone

Sometimes I think of my solitude as a gift, sometimes a curse. It's true that I have chosen this because I don't know if I'm capable of the kind of love it takes to have a companion. I'd rather be alone than hitched and miserable.

I do have love, though. I care about everyone. I really do not hate anyone.

[BlueIris]

4. Well, at least you can admit you might be "challenged"

when it comes to interpersonal connections. I, too, think it's better to be alone than to wish you were.

[BlueIris]

5. Kick.

[ThomCat]

6. This one I understand.

I can feel this one.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

7. My dear BlueIris!

I have been in that place, with that need...

This is superb!

Thank you...

[BlueIris]

8. Yeah, I thought more people would floooove this one.

It is, indeed, superb.