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Our New Tongue (Free verse) by Christof How quickly I fall back on easy ways
With you, whom I have spent ten months
Hating - a strong word, yes, but
How else to name what once was love?
I have woken each of three hundred days
The mask of your face on my face
And now when the telephone rings
I pick up the husk of your voice.
Yes, since you ask, I have been amazed
At how time's flown. My brothers are fine.
The Ancient of Days still hangs
From the spindly frame you knocked up once.
And yes, I have seen the firework displays
Like last year's - no, I took a friend.
Yes, since you ask, she was
Female. No, since you ask, we have not.
I remember I laughed through the Mystery Plays
With you, those Middle Age words meaning nothing,
Those oaths of faith and love
Were absurd in our tongue, our new tongue.
Up the ladder:
la petite mort
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Posted: August 20, 2002 5:59 AM PDT; Last modified: August 20, 2002 5:59 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.8289857 Overall Rank: 1631 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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20-Aug-02/8:04 AM
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even more absurd, in hindsight. but, oh, to revisit, even for a moment, the halcyon, when those oaths were one's lifeblood...
Quite the good poem. The repetition works well, but I think the second stanza is calling out for a bit of work.
Maybe best not to answer those calls. I know, easier said than done. Nice work. 8/10
Excellent. Hadn't read this before. "Oaths of faith and love" Please work on writing a new contract for all the girls and boys. I love stanza 4, awkward and sad without being awkward and sad. Is she married?
No she's not... do you think that because of the oaths? because they were strictly non-legal personal oaths. Always be wary of getting the local Registrar involved, that's what I say.
I perceive sadness and yet like your reference to "absurd" - very philosophical!
you too know of love lost and lament. the heart beats heartier every time as the light of love dims.... be not afraid of offering another lick.
'The husk of your voice' is wonderful. I rather like this.
Why thank you. This is the oldest thing I have on poemranker, and so it's very gratifying when people like it.
I should have given this a ten. So I will.
Why thank you. It's nice to see old stuff revisited, and this one in particular means a lot to me. It was something of an exorcism.
This children is Christof, he is poet, where and when you newbies are not, reap it!
This poem, by the way Christ (if I may use diminutives) is just splendid, have an 8, i actually think it deserves a nine, but since you are an exceptional poet. I can't honestly read all of your poems and give them what they deserve, because then, I believe, I would just be knocking myself out of the top fifteen, and since everyone hates me, it would be impossible to recover my standings, forgive me oh dead composer. 288 view(s)
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