Her Cracking Open
Her Cracking Open
the full moon cracks her open, a freshly laid egg
shell still wet with birth and things she does not
as a rule show trickle out sticky opaque yellow:
phrases of a preaching father, music from motion pictures
paragraphs in beloved books, acute rejections of lost love
befuddled beliefs garnered from years looking at living yet
she remains a life puddle poured out pondering
the remarkable travel from derivation to death.
-refers from the word egg in Annmarie Lockhart’s poem The White and the Yolk
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Annmarie Lockhart
August 29, 2011
Love this!! What a way to crack open Monday! Fantastic imagery Ellen!
Andrea Beltran
August 29, 2011
I love this too! Nice aural elements throughout.
karenfrommentor
August 29, 2011
especially loved:
“shell still wet with birth and things she does not
as a rule show “
Amy Coquillard
August 29, 2011
befuddled beliefs – great phrase – think I have had some of these myself.
Debbie
August 30, 2011
“a life puddle poured out pondering” . . .wow!
Thank you, Ellen!
Crystal
October 19, 2011
Wow…had to read that a few times!! Each time I read it I discovered a new similarity! Awesome!!