Tue Jul 28, 2009, 7:50 PM
Mood: Cheerful
Listening to: the Fox radio
Reading: Fruitflesh, Bloodsucking Fiends by Christopher Moo
Drinking: juice
This Way
Slicing a peach
for her cereal, the poet
hears a rhythm, feels
anticipation the eager body
thinks is sex. Let it.
But keep the mind cool,
receptive, unresisting
as emptied houses the sea
takes when the break-
wall gives. Leave
the radio off, the phone
unhooked. Let newspapers bleach
on the front steps. Whatever
comes, pulsing
astonished on your desk, gawky,
unbeautiful, nothing
you want to claim except
the glint in its eye, that familial
wink, names it kin–let it.
Sally Croft
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When words come through us–gawky, unbeautiful words–how do we let them in without shaking our heads, clucking our tongues, saying “Oh, no, you’re not gorgeous enough to walk past this velvet rope. This club is exclusive. You don’t belong here”? Our inner critics can be merciless; they want the words on the page to be sterilized to perfection. But who wants to shake it on a dance floor that’s full of only impossibly manicured, airbrushed folk? The goofy drunken guests who make fools of themselves, the wild child dancers with twigs in their unbrushed hair make the party so much more interesting. How do we open up the velvet rope, make room for even the unwashed words, the unfashionable words, the words with warts and moles to sashay on through?
….Gayle Brandeis, Fruitflesh author, then describes how useful timed freewriting can be.
Take this and run with it!!
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