Posted by: Mark Nielsen | August 21, 2008

Liminal Refrigerator Magnet Poem

The following poem, written mostly by Mark but slightly by Sue (and others?), has been evolving for a few years. We have three sets of refrigerator poetry words to choose from: the Original Edition, the Artist Edition, and the Doggie Edition. I didn’t “get” a lot of what there was for me in this poem, until after undergoing a men’s rite of passage. I probably still don’t get it all. So don’t be alarmed if you don’t, either. Nevetheless, use me while you can…

 

Liminal Refrigerator Magnet Poem

dood:

he yin

have and take

watch blue lake

a sausage sense

wild, frantic

drunk metaphor.

Neo-Beat gift. —->

Woman:

she is y’all

thinks gardening

produces writers

sings softly

feeling every rhythm.

Demands. —->

These then

think through

their thousand

tiny true graces,

telling them

together.

Never me

most.

 

 


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