Sunday, November 4, 2012

Yosemite

R.A.D. Stainforth's gorgeous read:


Charis, Lake Ediza, California, 1937
by Edward Weston
This chamois-curve
of stake and navel,
nipple to bone,

stretched out shin-taut
across a forgotten knapsack,
in a useless shelter

so much of my skin
remains desolate.

Take care not to touch
the turgid canvas,
full mouth without a kiss,

pup-tent trembling in the rain,
in a constant state of hope
for Yosemite.


tk/November 2012



49 comments:

  1. This is subtle ... loved it !!!

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  2. Beautiful. Is that where this is? Yosemite
    Love that turgid canvas and full mouth kiss... very sensual

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  3. Yes, yes ~~ sensual. As sensual as my favorite fabric - chamois. I could wear it every day!!

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  4. You're words make me rethink my dislike of camping. I've been doing it all wrong! lol

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  5. Sensual yet in a hands off me way.

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  6. This is a very interesting picture and I think you've captured it's essence well!

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  7. beautiful imaginary created here

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  8. loved all the textures you have here... gorgeous..x

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  9. Absolutely gorgeous.
    This haunts me:
    "so much of my skin
    remains desolate."



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  10. This is vulnerability, beautifully expressed.

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  11. Yosemite is my favorite place in the world. You have given it unique meaning -- and your poetry always makes me shiver.

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    1. Yosemite is high on my road trip list...

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  12. You have taken the vulnerable beauty of the photograph and layered it to the vulnerable beauty that is Yosemite. Gorgeous work. Thank you for sharing, Tess. =D

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  13. So much of my skin
    coming right after
    useless shelter
    resonates

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  14. Not desolate for too much longer, one hopes..such imagery..beautiful!

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  15. And usual RAD takes your words and makes them liquid and how about that added sound effect in the background.... ;-)

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    1. Yes, liquidy smooth...I love what he does...

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  16. Rather dry - arid in fact- camping
    can be tough under those sort of circumstances! thanks.

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  17. Oh wow, that was fair *beautiful*.Nice imagery, and... just wow. Great writing.

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  18. She seems like an Indian spirit of encvironmentalism in u.S.A !,

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  19. It feels very much like a hiker who is tired and worn out. Fabulous!
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  20. Desolation can be both person and place.....beautiful write Tess!

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  21. By knowing just what her life/love with Weston was somewhat about- your words seem to speak deeply as if she herself had written this. For me, anyway- excellent piece.

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  22. thanks for visiting my blog last week - the music for Rain On Monday is now up on my latest post "five touring problems solved"

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  23. "I find it's as hard to live down an early triumph as an early indiscretion." - Edna St. Vincent Millay

    Imogen Cunningham photography

    http://www.imogencunningham.com/

    A quotation of hers: "I turn people into human beings by not making them into gods."

    My favorite photograph she did is called "Veiled Woman" 1910 - I've used it on a number of my poems. She also did portraits of Frida Kahlo and landscapes that remind me of O'Keeffe's artistry.

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  24. I definitely think this image just oozes sex, and you have done a wonderful job of conveying this without being crass. Lovely.

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    1. Thanks, Kat...it's not so easy to pull off...

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  25. Economically written with much
    depth.

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  26. I think you've shown this photo before. beautiful poem, and the last line...a classic. it also sounds like a book title to me.

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    1. Funny you should mention it, Suki, because I was thinking it would make a wonderful title for my third chapbook...

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  27. Such gorgeous, veiled sensuality!

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  28. Why don't I write poetry you may ask? Because, even if I sat down for a week I couldn't do it one tenth as good as this. You always achieve a perfect balance between words and meanings.

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  29. Dear Tess: The life drawing class gives many visual clues; "stake to navel" "so much of my skin remains desolate" and the fleshy desirings "for Yosemite". The "pup-tent" references this "hope"; comparative to the stylings of D.H. Lawrence!

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  30. Thank you so very much for all your kind comments, dear friends. And thank you, R.A.D. for an exceptionally beautiful read.

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  31. Nice! I love Yosemite, but in all my hiking there, it has never been in the rain, but there has been snow.

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  32. I also like the old photo of the woman hiker.

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