Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Four Postcards

I have seen you wearing
nothing but urgency
and it was beautiful.
In the calm of dark
I have held you, felt
your tenderness and fire

and glided quietly
to the distant shore.
The answer to the
questions I’ve forgotten to ask,
I have seen burning
in the sunset that

shines behind your eyes.
Please come in my room,
look out my windows to
see yourself standing outside and
find the quiet and excitement
I feel when I see you on my step.

14 comments:

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

intense and close like spring it almost feels like a dream sequence

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Sue, I appreciate you comment very much!

Andrew said...

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Shubhodeep said...

great poem. so much more intense than others ive read!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Andrew, I'm really flattered! I'll answer your questions by e-mail.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks shubhodeep! Thanks for the great comments; glad you enjoyed it.

Aristocrat said...

Mr Russell, you might wanna share those answers here as well lol. :p

I'll do a second reading on your Four Postcards again. Deep, but I can't seem to do a proper close reading now. 4am in the morning isn't really the correct time to do one haha...

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks for coming by to read my poem. And thanks for the nice comment. I'll consider putting something autobiographical on the page but, for now, is sounds like you better get some well deserved rest!

ozymandiaz said...

The imagery is stark and beautiful. i say stark due to the cleanliness of the lines, the way they move effortless from eye to tongue. beautiful

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks ozymandiaz! Your comment and perceptions are warmly appreciated!

Crunchy Weta said...

I love the control and the use of opposites , the inside and the outside. Beautiful.
Cheers
Glenn

Rappaccini's Daughter said...

Privet,

I love the way you've suspended the gaze and let it speak.

It makes me wonder and will these words into that far-off stare he gives me when he's peering in.

And the "Please" following such direct(ed) thoughts is poised perfectly to make her weak.

otlichno

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Glenn! Control is vital for me. I don't want to hamper the flow but their is pressure for that naturally in the words and material. The start of the poem, however, should be no larger than a pin prick on the page.

Russell Ragsdale said...

You're so sensitive and perceptive, rapunzel! I'm madly in love with your poem about E's wife, bu the way. Thanks for the great comments!