Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Looking Through Me
It’s too bad I can’t kiss his lips.
I’m not attracted to them.
But, if I were, he would reject me.
For my stories are buried deep
And they cannot be read easily
It is as if, I shouldn’t exist.
You see…
The problem with being buried deep
Under the frosty top, is that I see
The mist for what it truly is
He edits the mist.
He looks for countries caught
In eternal Octobers, Stories about
Leaves and lives, the constant state of fall
It is the arc of the descent he catches
Like holding on to a match for too long.
If I were to put my hand upon his chest
He would jerk away from
the coldness of my fingertips
I have stuffed my heat deep
Sometimes, I can’t even feel warm.
My tears aren’t made of kerosene
I’ve been to the ocean too many times
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favorite lines: He edits the mist./He looks for countries caught/In eternal Octobers, Stories about
Leaves and lives, the constant state of fall
and of course..yr last line
It’s nice finding yr work
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Thanks. I just reread that poem. I haven’t in a long time. It speaks to me in several ways. The photo is not as old as it looks. It’s been edited. I like it because the person standing in the ocean looks as if they are there for the first time, unsure of how to stand in an ocean. Yet, “that person” looks back at another person who is creating the frame. I have a lot of photos of the ocean and people, ones I’ve taken and others who have “taken” photos of me. That’s the best I can do.
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I’m curious about the photo
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I love this/ your words send me/ Thanx so
g.r.
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Awesome!
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This is amazing, and at the same time, the only true path. Thanks for the visit and follow.
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Your work is beautiful and thought-provoking! Thanks for connecting with me!
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No one’s stopping you
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Certainly
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Sweet and poignant. Makes me miss writing my own poetry.
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I loved this post. Beautiful. Profound.
Here’s hoping you’ll check out my blog too. 🙂
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Yes, it also speaks about the shape of new sentiments.
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This piece speaks sentimental things
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Something in this poem moved me deeply.
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The whole thing I like. I enjoy its tune, but I must confess I fell in love with certain sentences
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I find this so amazingly rich with imagery and emotion. You are truly inspirational, the way you make every word count. I will be looking forward to reading many more.
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Truly lovey… wow… Michelle
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This was so beautifully evocative, Elan. Thank you.
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that makes interpretation pretty much in a couple of different ways…… i’m now a fan!
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You image your rock-bottom sense of reality that sees the mist for what it is in beautiful poetry. Lovely paradox.
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Thank you. I can be reached at elanmudrow@gmail.com
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In some instances, then others are used to refract. How can I say it, like a prism.
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Such a wonderfully written piece.
Great read!
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When I read your poem I thought wow, she’s an awesome talent. Then as an advocate for women and founder of real women real talk live I thought, i would love to discuss this poem wuth you on my show. Is this your story? Are you available to chat? RWRTLive@gmail.com. Hope to hear from you. Beautiful poem.
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Very thought provoking, well done. Everyone interprets poems differently and the way I interpret yours is probably totally different to the meaning you intended, however if the words make a mark on a reader then your job is done. I especially liked the lines
‘For my stories are buried deep
And they cannot be read easily’
Thank you for sharing your work.
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is it correct to say words/phrases were euphemistically used?
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i love how you use metaphors in your writings…. interesting!!!
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Reblogged this on wintermelodysonata.
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Brilliant!
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Beautiful! And these lines… ❤
"The problem with being buried deep
Under the frosty top, is that I see
The mist for what it truly is"
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Deep. Keep it up 🙂
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Thanks for the info
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You should attend The Poetry International Festival in Rotterdam upcoming june! This kind of poetry is new, modern, thoughtfull and really fits for the festival! Take a look at: http://www.poetryinternationalweb.net/pi/site/home/dynamic
Greetings by Sophie
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Chilling.
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Bravo- I’m standing up clapping- bravo
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Love this. My husband is another of those who “edits the mist,” although I’d never before thought of it with that phrasing. Thanks!
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Beautiful and quite deep.
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You’re an awesome talent, Elan. You should be getting paid to write.
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Thanks Bee
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So beautiful, Elan.
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This is haunting and brilliant. Love the metaphors you chose, such emotion conveyed.
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