tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464265.post8315486741374857608..comments2023-08-21T01:46:08.961-07:00Comments on Literature, Art, Poetry: Part of Chapter Three of Vogel #5kwhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10162153756379884694noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464265.post-1421291471504406752009-04-17T20:12:00.000-07:002009-04-17T20:12:00.000-07:00I really like this one. ;-)I really like this one. ;-)Thieonenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464265.post-77803959069956607832009-03-12T14:18:00.000-07:002009-03-12T14:18:00.000-07:00Love it! Ha!But what does it mean me losing my tee...Love it! Ha!<BR/>But what does it mean me losing my teeth? I am losing my Poetry?!!!!!!!!!!!!Oh my!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464265.post-69563547491621529522009-03-12T13:46:00.000-07:002009-03-12T13:46:00.000-07:00I originally wrote this poem for Cyd Adams, a frie...I originally wrote this poem for Cyd Adams, a friend,woodcarver, and poet, who lost some of his teeth while in a seminar. <BR/><BR/>In talking about this poem with my therapist, he thought the tooth represented "poetry."<BR/><BR/><BR/>Magic<BR/><BR/>He did not plant the larch.<BR/>He thrust it into the earth like a spear.<BR/>Beside it,<BR/>he laid a limb of ancient ash<BR/>and a molar that he pried<BR/>from his bleeding gums<BR/>with his nicotine-stained<BR/>left hand. <BR/>Using only his thumb and forefinger<BR/>he worked it loose<BR/>and studied its caries<BR/>before he pressed<BR/>it darkly into the tree’s<BR/>etiolated root.kwhhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10162153756379884694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464265.post-25803453289450651932009-03-12T13:39:00.000-07:002009-03-12T13:39:00.000-07:00Well written, you.I have always believed that abou...Well written, you.I have always believed that about dreams meaning something too.I dreamt last night I lost all my teeth....I wonder what that means!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com