Yesterday Poem by Magdalene Carmen
Yesterday
yesterday the song
you wrote and sang for me tore
through my dress. and there i was
again with you. in dearest
spaces, in certain streets and rooms:
your smell in my hair, my bed,
my skin; my mouth pressed
on your chest, sweet mouth
on your belly and below.
pink skies and purple flowers
fell on us in your mother's garden
where we got scared because
we'd touched the holy grail.
jesus, what if it slipped and broke?
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5/1/2024 4:14:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Delicious blend of love, spirituality and romance, in a well articulated piece of poetry, nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Magdalene. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Thank you Chinedu Dike. I read your Mandela poem which is more traditional in its composition vs my bent towards contemporary minimalist work. I appreciate the passion in your poem, although I've only seen the movie Mandela and was absolutely moved by the movie and the man. But I have yet to read a book about Mandela I think to really get into the particulars of your poem. If I were to critique your poem, I would have to critique it from my own minimalist-contemporary POV. I feel your work would move me more if your language was simpler but that is me coming from a newer school I guess... best, MC