Friday, March 07, 2008


she felt happiness
in her mouth eyes

chocolate endures
it tastes long deep

burning her mind
an itch

daylight hides her thoughts

a feeling inside
what she should do

doing without finding words
my sense of completion context

feet feel floor
as dancing

8 MARCH 2008


paisley said...

lovely poem in celebration of womans day... didn't know there was such a thing,, and i have been a woman for 47 years.... thanks!!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi Paisley! Thanks for the good words. International Woman's Day is a HUGE holliday in the parts that were in the former Soviet Union. Here (in Kazakhstan) that is very true. So I hope you celebrated this day in the absolutely best way possible!

ozymandiaz said...

great tribute. i wrote one recently but it was far from being this lithe. and likewise to paisley, i had no idea of the day. now i know.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hey Ozy! Thanks for that encouraging comment. This was a tough way to present a really nice subject. I'm very used to using all that common stuff, metaphors and all those cute expressions that are practically clichéd before their first use. I tried to limit my images in this poem to those wordless types of experiences we have. They are tough to evoke in descriptive language. I Think Rae Armantrout does this a lot better but then, I'm just getting started with this. I’m glad you found out about this holliday.

'soulless' said...

I like it, it's got my imagination on hyper mode again. Makes me think of a writer in a cafe with a mini-recorder in hand, watching women pass by, observing their facial expressions and body language, and then translating these into words, whispering them directly on the recorder for future reference. ;) Heehee.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi sweet Soulless! Thanks for the perceptive comment. This poem relies on rather arbitrarily assembled elements (just like our minds work) and uses what the cognitive linguists call the parsimony principle. Therefore, in the absence of strong links, the reader must "connect the dots" (this is a pleasant activity that we humans are rather good at). Also, you have identified one of my favorite elements - the poem as a dictation. This is one of those principles I rather strongly believe in. Thanks for those great words, my sweet one!