Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Birth


painting by marina petro

Birth

"You must have chaos within you to
give birth to a dancing star."--Nietzsche.

Sitting in neo-darkness
chewing madly on my acorn,
breaking eight teeth, again,
before lighting my hair on fire,
then dosing it with stale ginger ale,
my mind immersed in chaotic bliss,
my crotch all a tingle, as I scrape
the peeling paint from my poetics
before spraying my lingual crop
with a covey of blue pencils,
just as I raise the hoary hood
and successfully string together
all the words containing magic.

Glenn Buttkus

March 2012

Listed over at Shawna's on Monday Melting 8
Listed as #3 over at dVerse Poets-MTB

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12 comments:

  1. AnonymousMarch 15, 2012 at 4:08 AM

    I love this one, the whole poem is a buildup and you can feel it building up to the verge of "birth".

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  2. Gerry SnapeMarch 15, 2012 at 12:40 PM

    glenn..."all the words containing magic"...so true and so much magic!

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  3. AnonymousMarch 15, 2012 at 12:46 PM

    What a brilliant capture of the deepest writers' madness, the tunnel of thought that blocks out all other existence outside one's own reality.

    LOVE that painting.

    These are magic:
    "neo-darkness"
    "chewing madly on my acorn"
    "chaotic bliss"
    "covey of blue pencils"

    ~Shawna
    rosemarymint.wordpress.com

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  4. DaydreamertooMarch 15, 2012 at 1:30 PM

    Phewwww.. very vivid imagery. Powerful and electric in it's force.
    Great writing!ourcedit

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  5. ClaudiaMarch 15, 2012 at 1:32 PM

    smiles...i like..sounds familiar somehow...
    scraping the peeling paint from my poetics..and yeah..in the end it's magic..

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  6. AnonymousMarch 15, 2012 at 1:42 PM

    Come see:

    http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/2012/03/15/marina-petro/

    ~Shawna

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  7. Sage RavenwoodMarch 15, 2012 at 1:49 PM

    I came by way of Shawna's blog. I'm delighted my curiosity got the best of me.

    "my mind immersed in chaotic bliss" - always...

    "the peeling paint from my poetics" - my birth, words I understand.

    (Hugs)Indigo

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  8. Laurie KolpMarch 15, 2012 at 7:21 PM

    This reads so matter-of-fact like and yet its so vivid...

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  9. Brian MillerMarch 16, 2012 at 5:09 AM

    ha be careful of those teeth cracking that nut man...and some days are def like that...birth does not come without pain...you def spin magic my friend...

    late again, the word verification keeps me from being able to comment during the day...

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  10. Dave KingMarch 16, 2012 at 5:50 AM

    it's magic, but not quite as we knew it. Wonderful.

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  11. Susie ClevengerMarch 16, 2012 at 8:47 AM

    I think all of us who create are mad in some manner..."all the words containing magic" love this line. Great write!

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  12. WanderMarch 16, 2012 at 4:47 PM

    This sounds painful, birth being the greatest creation, also the most consuming

    Wander

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