Sweet nymph
pausing at the edge of the grotto,
I see your eyes
know too much
and you wound me.
Shall I seize your holy flesh,
press you against me?
Taste you
in violation
of all law and custom
and thus satisfy the crushing tide?
I cannot foul your beauty with words.
I should expire
and as a ghost
whisper your unknown name
unto eternity
exhaling my evil vapors
over your naked innocence
as if I'd found you
curled
fast asleep
at the edge
of my wood.
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Written July 30th, 2003
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well my favourite words/lines were
Sweet nymph
pausing at the edge of the grotto,
I see your eyes
know too much
and you wound me.
Shall I seize your holy flesh,
press you against me?
Taste you...
and ...satisfy the crushing tide?
I should expire
and as a ghost
whisper your unknown name
unto eternity
exhaling ..evil vapors
over ...naked innocence
as if I'd found you
curled
fast asleep
at the edge
of my wood.
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why do your friends below assume you are in the gutter?.you saw her eyes yet she was sleeping? A nice day dream you had? youth does not always have to be by the very young does it but by a woman who is innocent.
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Lolita is older than I am actually.
Wonderful work this.
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pink i am i n pink its adorabubble i look divine its was me in the woods
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at the edge of my wood...do you mean wood wood or wood nudge nudge wood if so its disgusting if its the latter and great if its the former or maybe i mean the other way round and i am just jealous. i can see how a young fresh nubile thing would make you feel evil this is because you are evil....not really little lutey innocent lil babba.....his dad wrote this
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Thanks for entering our contest
Lute
Lolita…
Well I must say I was impressed with this piece, the tenderness and yet the violent images in a good way, were something worth reading, I could feel some small pigments of a pain you might have… for instance “you wound me” and then the violence that love or desire can have “taste you in violation” perhaps I must add that was my favorite line, and then you surprise with such a clever way to describe the ache to have this person, as you expire and become nothing but a ghost to feel better, “this person”… well the overall job, I loved it the theme was remarkable, I check the grammar and spell great, the use of words was excellent you did not fall in cliché at non time,
also the punctuation was well use perhaps in the last stanza you could’ve use a couple commas, but overall remarkable job…
Best Wishes In The Contest
Leslie
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The phrae "edge of my wood" can be taken two ways, literally and figuratively. The figurative use is where I'm sure you went with it, which makes this a pretty startling poem . . . not a shocking poem, but one that raises eyebrows and interest. Good stuff.
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That was a creepy book, I never did understand how people came to the conclusion that it was a love story as opposed to a story about a pedophile and his obsession (the conclusion I came to), but anyway, back to the poem, this was really eloquent, very well written, the usage was awesome, but, alas, it still creeped me out as much as the book (which was also eloquent, well written and had great usage. Good luck in the contest, this really shows alot of talent.
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Excellent description with nice flow! Nice combination of love and sadness.
Best wishes and good luck in the contest,
manoj -
Honestly, you've left me speechless. Many times I've started to comment, but then have re-read the poem to try to explain what it is about this poem that intrigues me so much... because it does intrigue me very much.
Yes, your flow is amazing, your wording is superb, you made it really easy for the reader to relate... But, as 'heismysong' said, I feel repelled, yet also captivated by this. As you've probably noticed, I can't quite describe it.
This is an outstanding poem, I'm completely intrigued. Best of luck in the contest!
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MMmmm... As a lady reading this poem, there's both something that repels and something that draws me! Fleshly nature is drawn to the unholy breath, yet innocence is wary.
I found this poem intriguing- I like it. It's a little scary, but I like it!
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Good imagery...Great emotion. good job..
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Lolita is one of my favorite movies and i'd have to say you did a great job writing about it. I tried to write something about it, as well, but I couldn't. I love this piece. The language you used was very similar to Humbert's own manner of speaking and I love the image I got at the end of the poem.
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that was the most beautiful poem i think i have ever read! the way that u presented your feelings for this girl was amazing and so imaginative like this line : I cannot foul your beauty with words. that is my favorite line its so beautiful!!! this was quite amazing great job
~jackie
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You took my breath away, what a beautiful poem, the untouchable love, very beautiful, this is so well written, it is a gem, a real gem, the flow is out of this world, such wondeful words, I was not sure what I would find when I clicked, there was almost a feeling to not click, and now I am very happy that I did, orI would have missed this brilliant poem, it stands out of the crowd a lovely poem, brilliant
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This is quite true to the books in some ways, the book being my favourite, I like the way you use the same sort of words as the book nymph, violation, innocence ect, great write, keep it up, love Romanee, xx
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Lovely!
Having read "Lolita" for the first time recently, I recognize Humpbert's longing in this piece; however, your expression is much more poetic and beautiful, and lacks the underlying creepiness (for lack of a better word) of Humpbert. It's interesting to see such an essential taboo refuted by such beautiful language; although the narrator's desire may be "wrong" by society's usual standards, it is nevertheless deep and as lovely as any love. Nicely done! -
ahh...Lolita. It's such a beautiful, captivating name. You've inspired me now with the poem to read the book! Beautiful poem, deep with emotion. Great work!
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sure i remembered this but decided since it was flashing endlessly in the feature box, i'd click before calling it a night. whenever i hear nabakov reminds me of that police song "don't stand so close to me" anyway. yeah, poem men like young poem girls .. sigh. cville is not so young anymore .. okay though, she gets better with age ..
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Of course, by the end of Nabakov's "Lolita" we are forced to ask who has truly been the victim. By taking the high road, your character escapes the ignominious fate of poor Humbert. Nice job with this.
Scott -
Oooh... how carnal
I really liked this, pretty imagery, flowing, beautiful language... its pwitty
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this is very very strong...its almost soo strong that it clashes with the pink that you have chosen for the color...but yet i fits like a glove!! i love it majorly...although...im not sure that i really GET the whole poem...but i understand how emotional this poem is...i mean you could chang like half the words into really BIG words that i have no idea the definition of and i would still be in love with this poem...really nice job!! thanks for sharing with everyone here at allpoetry!!!
~me -
Well the foul your beauty line seems to be the winner, that's the one that really struck me too. And knowing that you mustn't have something, but having to have it anyway. Trying to talk yourself out of it. You did an excellent job with this.
~whisper
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Your love for this woman is quite profound, and the way you have presented it for us is wonderful. "I cannot foul your beauty with words." Thats a very powerful line, this is a truly wonderful poem.
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Another great poem from you, excellently written. Perhaps slip the word taboo in there somewhere, and maybe make reference to Humbert Humbert. A fantastic poem!
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darn didn't end the way i wanted it to...
however it works in that tension building kind of way i happen to like... -
very delightful...cant fault its perfection and lightness somehow. the man protects her from himself now that is love.
Edited on Mar 10, 5:59 p.m. because ''. -
For a DOM you have an amazing way with repenting and longing. As usual, I'm just going to sigh and continue on my way.
---- for the edge of woods where beauties lay
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Wow
Your talent astounds me. I've been the Lolita, and there are not as many men who would take the high road like this, as there are ones who would give in and satisfy the crushing tide. Much respect.
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some metaphors I really do not care for, and I see them a lot in poems. But, I read away anyways, so I guess I really can't complain.....no, I can.
All but the metaphors I didn't like, a good write.
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A bit of a taste for forbidden fruit, maybe? Very nice, Lolita always conjures up images so raw and unadulterated, so erotic and exotic and heart shaped sunglasses come to my mind. I got some of those one time, and they did feel good - so maybe I was lolita for a little while? I like your style. You are a bit mysterious.. but I am guessing that is by design. Perhaps fantasy is more exciting than reality? But not always.. not always.
~ becky
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holy cow.....
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Awesome
I cannot foul your beauty with words.
I should expire
and as a ghost
whisper your unknown name
unto eternity
~Very strong words that to me this mans undying love for his Lolita would be for eternity~Summed up in a few short sentences~ I was briefed on the story of the older man in love with one so young and innocent~ Lolita~ The name used to describe Amy Fisher~ The Lolita to Joey Buttafucco (did I spell his name right?)~ Lute~ Awesome write~ Big hugs~ Desire -
Shall I seize your holy flesh,
press you against me?
Taste you
in violation
of all law and custom
and thus satisfy the crushing tide?
This is my favorite part of your poem. I love the idea of lolita like the little girl is in control!
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Well, I can't really say anything that hasn't already been said here, can I?
I said I wanted to read more of your works, and you certainly havn't disappointed me! As your other poem, this has a deep-seated erotic flavor to it, without necessarily being erotic, or even arousing. Just the raw passion, hormones, whatever, that course through it like blood, giving the poem a life all it's own among the pale 2d imitations that most of the other poems I read on this site seem to be.
I don't necessarily think that you seem to be placing blame on the girl here .. I'm 18 now, but I know that I knew about sex and the likes when I was much younger, and was "seducing" men on the internet from the time I was 11 (*cough* though they didn't know that) .. just because a girl is young doesn't mean she's innocent of seduction .. and just because she's beautiful doesn't mean she's trying. So, really, it can go either way, depending on the person .. though, I believe, in the book, 'Lolita' was the seductress, and Humbert was the most willing victim.
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Lute- What can I say... your words are dripping with talent. You captured the essence of Humberts struggle -knowing what is wrong, yet lacking the inhibition to stop himself from indulging in what could have remained his fantasies...
Excellent write -this is the first peom I have read of yours, but you can be sure I will be reading more!
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OK. This has the lolita edge as presented in the original book. There was always a bit of blaming the victim in Lolita, the book. I think your first stanza replays that philosophy. We should remember to respect female sexuality as something that exist in and of itself, in nature, like a flower or tree blooming. To place a judgement on young woman's sexuality is like blaming her for being a beautiful woman, blaming her for developing into a beautiful woman.
This is one of the underlying problems with Lolita. So one interpretation might be who wounds who first?
As far as poetry, your coy word choice fills in the, ahem, lusty parts played out in Nabokov’s novel well. -
wow-- lolita is one of my favorite books, and this really brings out the raw essence of humbert humbert's struggle --
it is well written, and i definatly like it (not just because i like the book itself)
i think this is very similar to the theme of my lolita research paper, i will show you my intro for it (if u want to read the whole paper just ask me):
When the book Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov was published it was considered vulgar, disgusting, and distasteful pornography. A reviewer at that time called it “dull, dull, dull, dull”, “repulsive”, and “disgusting” (Prescott n.pag.). This is because the book is driven by an intimate relationship between a forty-year-old madman, Humbert Humbert, and his stepdaughter, Dolores Haze or Lolita. Nevertheless, the book did become a worldwide best seller and a little later viewed as “highbrow pornography” (qtd. Tweedie 1). However, throughout the years, Lolita has been accepted as an American classic, not only because of its highly intellectual prose, but also because of Nabokov’s creative genius. One part of this imaginative genius would be the narrator of the story, Humbert Humbert. In Vladimir Nabokov’s Lolita, the protagonist Humbert Humbert is a self-fleeting madman who has contradictory personalities (a mild form of schizophrenia) and roleplays as different literary figures throughout the book to escape from reality so he can keep his obsession, Lolita, in his own insane eternity.
again, good poem!
~ lewis
"Shall I seize your holy flesh,
press you against me?
Taste you
in violation
of all law and custom
and thus satisfy the crushing tide? " <-- wonderful! -
Whoa.... what more can i say :-)
* sigh
~ Wendy -
Testosterone... a powerful chemical...yet they say women are hormonal...umph
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