Raazi is a venetian blind.
Raazi is a scripture that reminds you that it's a fable,
and that the advice of barking dogs can be followed with piousness
or could even be barked at.
He is your point of view, worth a plagiarized poem
on toilet paper.
He is the pain you feel in the head
when you refuse to realize what you know.
The cuticle of that fingernail on your tongue,
and how it got there, are both him, too;
as well as the chicken pox you must tolerate
now, so that you do not suffer later, a contagious
era of hierarchy.
He is what cannot be defined in terms of what he is not,
for Raazi has contours.
The surplus yielded by debris,
when you break him with your enamel is Raazi-
an equilibrium violated because of rust
on the weights.
A contest entry
- Spirit by Nicole Hanna.
4000 points, ended July 13, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I like this pointing at the meaning of the 'name', without confining it.
Well written!
Sol
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The first stanza is golden, and I loved the lines about the cuticle on the tongue. It's gross, but vivid. lol. Lots of yum yum imagery in this piece that just sings. It's impersonal feeling, with this kind of third person dialogue, but still, there are things in here that reach out on very personal levels. Thanks for the entry.
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