Monday, November 21, 2011

There's Some Kind of Attraction Here





You know it
when a name feels
better whispered soft
in the mouth
like a sip of water

memorize
the way an eyebrow
knits sunny-side-up
on one end
more than the other

hear the night train
harmonica G-flat
then lie awake
and wonder
about it till morning

try a somersault
on the way to work
knowing
you'll probably
break your arms


tk/November 2011


Listen to the talented R.A.D. Stainforth's reading:




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image: Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward

71 comments:

  1. This was some kind of wonderful :)
    Thank you and have a Happy Thanksgiving

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  2. Lovely start to my day. Thank you!

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  3. Falling in love is a beautiful thing.

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  4. The sound of 'him' lighting up gets me every time .... wonderful poetry Tess!

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  5. Very lovely. I'm smiling. Love the sunnyside up eyebrow and the name like water. And yes, the arm breaking. Ha! K.

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  6. Tess,
    There is no denying that indescribable feeling, and mere words do not do it justice.
    rel

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  7. There certainly is some kind of attraction here. It's called, the poetry of Tess Kincaid.

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  8. Beautiful. Your finest hour, Tess.

    One of great Romances of all time, so they probably weren't aware they were posing.

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  9. Tess, what beauty lies in your words. You have described, IMHO, the melding of souls. Beautifully done!

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  10. Perfect: nothing more, nothing less... perfect!!!

    Great Hug, Tess

    LB

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  11. lovely words to accompany such a beautiful photo

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  12. You really have the essence of the fun side of love here...what a treat, thanks!

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  13. the feel of the name in the mouth is a great opening willow...love is a beautiful thing...

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  15. That first verse! Wow!
    (first try went awry)

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  16. That's love, night train and all.

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  17. Such a beautiful poem...I especially love the first line...

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  18. Looks like Natalie Wood (not Joanne Woodward) and Paul Newman. Now, that would be some attraction!

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  19. And you know it when you're reading a wonderful poem by a very talented poet!

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  20. Enjoyed reading and hearing this. I especially like the concluding stanza.

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  21. Lovely words and such an iconic photograph to go with it.

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  22. i love the first lines... love it Miss Tess!..

    have a great week ahead... thanks for the prompt!

    JJRod'z

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  23. How simply romantic. Beautiful.

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  24. whispered soft in the mouth - eyebrow knits sunny-side-up
    Those two phrases are deliciously magical.

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  25. That first stanza is simply delicious writing Tess! :-)

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  26. That had to be the most beautiful photo and poem. Thank you.

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  27. Enjoyed. Agree with every word.. You do know it.

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  28. Last stanza for me! Lovely.

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  29. Lovely prompt, lovelier poem, Tess! Yeah, my arms are in casts...a lot. Happy Thanksgiving! Giving thanks for you, friend, and your wonderful blog :-)

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  30. Excellent poem, Tess.
    You describe sensual love powerfully without being unpleasantly graphic. Your metaphors sing and zing.

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  31. You know it
    when a name feels
    better whispered soft

    That's it! that's it! Love captured in three lines. Excellent.

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  32. Distinctive, tender and beautiful, Tess. xxxj

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  33. Yes, as the accolades pile on
    dozen upon dozen, and there
    is a contact buzz, a poetic
    high for all of us, remembering
    or even experiencing the magic,
    and the mystery of love, when
    the pheromones and hormones
    run rogue, and we act the clown,
    or sing until we break glass. But
    I always enjoy the secondary layer
    of meaning, the tender and passionate
    vigor of the emotion between the
    lines. Love the lines: /hear the
    night train/harmonica G-flat/
    for when the lovers are separated
    for whatever reason, and the eyes
    clear, and the lovewebs dissipate,
    we hear that train whistle, and it
    grounds us.

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  34. See, there's some quirkiness here too--love it!

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  35. I LOVE that last stanza. I so admire how you seamlessly write your way to the end of your poems -- there's always a jolt, a surprise, something unexpected but perfect in the voice.

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  36. Wow, that's perfect. Been there, done that, remember it well! Spot on.

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  37. sounds like love to me ....loved it thank you x

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  38. Ah yes, eyebrows memorized - you capture the small signposts that are so easily overlooked.

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  39. Snippets and details we carry
    with us, and the fire burns on-
    thanks.

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  40. I say - who are those 2 people in the photo? Anyone? Anyone?? Beuller?

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  41. Marcheline, they are identified at the end of the post...

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  42. A poem read aloud is so much more powerful. Thank you for sharing! Wonderful start to my day... Everyone should start their day with a cup of coffee and a poetry reading from LAWM's page:)

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  43. Painted Lady, I so agree. Poetry is musical, lyrical...it's meant to be audibly heard. Stainforth's interpretations are excellent...I'm very fortunate to have him read my work.

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  44. Yes, maybe there is. Looks like there might be, anyway.

    Your poem is brilliant.

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  45. Creative imagery. I liked the somersault at the end. :)

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  46. Yep, these are the dead giveaways, for sure.

    ;)

    PS. Love the reader's voice and interpretation, too.

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  47. I'm a sucker for a canoodle...

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  48. Is that like Pot Noodle in a can ...

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  49. R.A.D., in a canoodle, I had to Google Pot Noodle...we call them ramen in these parts...

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  50. Does this mean it's happening to you now? Oh, I hope so- how wonderful! It makes the world go round and our heart skip a beat, too.

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  51. Painting your nails three days before you need to, kind of good. Risky

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  52. Beautifully penned. And, true!

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  53. I never thought of a night train "harmonica G-flat". But yeah, it is.... and I have one here on my desk. A harmonica, not a train. How you bring a day's worth of experience into this attraction is really amazing.

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  54. What a lovely way to end the day.

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  55. Lovely imagery of a lover, Tess. Are you still in love after all these years? Then it would be some kind of wonderful, indeed.

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  56. i adore Paul and Joanne. Lovely love poem. makes me feel all tingly inside with the memory of what once was. Blessings, suki

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  57. I am SO going to do a sommersault at some point today:) Love this Tess!

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  58. Whispered soft in the mouth...I can feel that one...lovely!!

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  59. Some lovely little images you summon up here.
    Jamie

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  60. Dear Tess: Fun...I do try to "change it up" (poor English, I know..) Love this; "probably break my arms"...yes! I will so break my arms! Am at the delicate age; like a teacup! I'm fragile but still like to romp!

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  61. I like this a lot. What wonderful images! :)

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  62. Like this, Tess! Especially 1st and 3rd stanzas

    TFool

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  63. Ah! You're G flat, I'm A major :-)

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  64. I liked the first version more!!! Love is a great thing!!!

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  65. i like the name whispered on the mouth

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― O. Henry (and me)