| Poem for Sunday |
[Dec. 29th, 2002|10:48 am] |
Because poetry about abortion does something to me and Sharon Olds' poem about thinking about it is too long to transcribe at the moment.
SECOND OPINION
BY VIGGO MORTENSEN
THE GLOW INSIDE ANOTHER RED-CROSSED PELVIS
WILL DRAIN WHEN THEY CRUSH THAT LITTLE BULB.
MENSTRUAL MINSTRELS DRIFT IN
FROM THE WEEDLESS GARDEN.
THE IMMACULATE BLUE FLAME
FROM THE FAKE FIREPLACE
BURNS THE CORNER OF MY EYE.
CAN'T STOP STARING AT NOTHING.
A GLOVED HAND OPENS THE DOOR,
AND THE MAN ENTERS SOOTHINGLY,
WITH AN AIR OF RESPECT FOR THE DEAD.
ENCOURAGES US TO LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE.
BLACK PANTS HIDE YOUR PAIN AFTERWARDS,
AND THERE'S A COOKIE ON A NAPKIN
AND A PAPER CUP OF RED JUICE
TO REPLACE YOUR STRENGTH.
WE DRIVE HOME WITHOUT BLINKING
BECAUSE THE SUN ISN'T REAL.
Loved this post by ![[info]](http://piktures.deadjournal.com/userinfo.gif) cara_chapel. Rather like my wish to trade the Bartlet White House for the Bush White House -- Martin Sheen can run the country, and Dubya can star in his own TV series.
Sexy
Son of Gondor
from
Legolas Greenleaf
Love
You know, I find these tacky (especially the "kidnapped and shagged" ones in regard to real people) yet here I am posting one anyway. I must be in a mood. I love cara_chapel even more because of this.
Desperately needed...someone who can read Japanese to translate Aragorn/Boromir manga here and various other places on the web.
If you go, make sure to check out #7, #17, #27, #30, #32, and especially #33. If you're over 18 that is. Can't link directly to the JPGs, only the index.
I had NO idea the boys were so big in Japan. |
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