The Quiet Proofs of Love
Samuel Hazo
Don’t wait for definitions
I’ve had
my fill of aftertalk
and overtalk, of meanings that don’t
mean, of words not true
enough to be invisible, of all
those Januaries of the mind when
everything that happens happens
from the eyebrows up.
If truth
is in the taste and not
the telling, give me whatever
is and cannot be again—
like sherbert on the tongue, like love…
Paris defined is Paris
lost, but Paris loved
is always Orly in the rain,
broiled pork and chestnuts
near the rue de Seine,
the motorcade that sped de Gaulle
himself through Montparnasse.
Viva
the fool who said, “Show me
a man who thinks, I’ll show
you a man who frowns.”
Which
reminds me on Andrew, learning
to count by twos and asking,
“Where is the end of the counting?”
Let’s settle for the salt and pepper
of the facts.
Oranges don’t parse,
and no philosopher can translate
shoulders in defeat or how
it feels when luck’s slim arrow
stops at you or why lovemaking’s
not itself until its made.
Let’s breathe like fisherman who sit
alone together on a dock
and let the wind do all
the talking.
That way we’ll see
that who we are is what
we’ll be hereafter.
We’ll learn
the bravery of trees that cannot
know “the dice of God
are always loaded.”
We’ll think
of life as one long kiss
since talk and kisses never mix.
We’ll watch the architecture
of the clouds create themselves
like flames and disappear like laughter.
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rules:
- left justified
- solid background
- love someone more than you love anyone
more than you love yourself
- love someone that might not love you
- be creative & use poetic skill
judges welcome to chime in...points will increase depending on the entries.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on April 1, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 100, Bronze: 100, Honorable mention: 1 people
- Final notes: You all are perfect. I enjoyed your poems and decided that I needed no more poems for this contest for you made a complete circle.
Many blessings to you.
Zayra
Contest Winners
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Silver trophy winner
Honorable mention
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i do not love myself so it is easy to love someone more than that
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A contest that speaks to me, Zayra. Beautiful, challenging and meaningful as always.
~ Nicolette
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Enjoyed reading the poem on the page very much indeed. Another great contest Zayra! Bookmarked to return and read, methinks this will generate interesting entries.
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Loved the title and the poem...great stuff. Good luck!
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I must be living under a rock, I've never read Samuel
Hazo before. This was the first read for me this morning, and it seems to have sparked something. lol.
Not necessarily a poem, but something...
Thanks for sharing his work with us. Bookmarked.
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my head is churning... -
I always had ...
a soft spot in my heart for Marilyn. Great pic.
Good luck with the contest. -
Your Challenges
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thanks, oh, the circle, now you've got me philosophizing... who's on which side of the circle? or if we're all on one side, will it tip? Does it float? If you roll it in a forest and no one is around to hear it, would it make a sound?
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