Today I Went To Love
Posted by Jé Maverick on 25th July 2010It was a vast country where the strangers ignore you so much that you doubt your own presence. They are all in Love too: bumping into things, forgetting to eat, whistling and smiling unconsciously while looking into space.It was a startling trip but tomorrow, I've decided I'm going again, maybe even looking to stay.If you could wear that hint of smile, the one you wore [...]As Those Who Carry Faith
Posted by Jé Maverick on 24th July 2010as those who carry faithbeyond the temple;as those who carrydreams of homeland beyond exile...Mum’s The Word
Posted by Jé Maverick on 22nd July 2010You can only flourish beyond the reach of words - past articulation: inscrutable; transcendent.Canticle Of The Neck
Posted by Jé Maverick on 30th March 2010Neck:river of life,thick vineof sublime flesh,volatile succulent -your secretsare Creation'ssacred crafting...Canticle Of The Lips
Posted by Jé Maverick on 29th March 2010From the wombof blissthe gentle lipswere born -generous unions;paired magics;magnetsfor their ownripe kind.First Love (You Are The Epiphany)
Posted by Jé Maverick on 18th January 2009Gentle soul - you have sought it, siftedand panned for it, dug and rummagedas though it were a setof mislaid keys - or eyeglasses; as thoughit were a treasured penyou'd dare not sign your name without.And so it is - gentle, restless soul -that you feel empty without it; that you weara sparse coat, sewn from the cold of experience;that you are one forced smile from hardness.About A Girl
Posted by Jé Maverick on 7th January 2009You're waking now -though sighs are shared,the hemispheres are splitwith another sober sliceof fission - once morea planet cloven.Perhaps you wear it heavily,drag the first thought of it uponyour wanting flesh like a hairshirt -This Idea Of Us,this beast that pants and lolls,ankle tall, old, lagging,straggling to keep pacewith the lovely that you're wasting,the beauty you've withheldfor this ungodly age - this wildthat howls alone.Canticle Of The Heart
Posted by Jé Maverick on 6th January 2009Oneblazingflame of flesh;onetorch of blood;oneluminous harvestwith which to light the world -heart -benevolent fire,you spread your warmthas bread for the feastof humankind.Notes On An Unwritten Smile
Posted by Jé Maverick on 5th January 2009An hour is eternity. Ifpaper is scratched with the wrong meaningblood is drawn.Why must it be so delicate?The nib makes uncertain gestures overwinsome, or dusky, or sultry -yet can't commit.This is the horrid nature of specifics.Still, one can't desecrate.Those are not your smiles.Your smile is the languageof forbidden consolations.I Can’t See The World
Posted by Jé Maverick on 4th January 2009Because you exist, I cannot see the world.You leap from lilacs, and tambourines,and bubble in the eddying waters. You pluckedme from the stalk of a limp night, and because you existI am suffocated by your name.
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