re-written

re-written

A Poem by h d e rushin

Dear Donna:


in response to the letter I received in 06,

the part where you thought I was already married, well, I am ashamed to say, I had

and it was an emergency. But I realized that the way a person speaks and writes

their name means everything to eternity. But what of Grandpa who couldn't write

his name? Can that possibly mean that he is not in heaven with his gold tooth like the

preacher intimated? Or that somehow he isn't moving his plowshares from hill

to hole again like a giant Negro ant? Well, that part may have been made up also.

But I've lived alone in the house where we were barefoot as kids and the clicking

noise in the wall of the downstairs bedroom has finally followed me upstairs like

an angry cat. And by now you think that that old, faded Simmons Beautyrest mattress

is a freezing barrier between bed-wetting and sordid sex. And the more I see

the zinc whiteness of another passing moon, i'll be mad now. Or that living with

one breast is not the same as living without a testicle. Without a breast the bodice

stamps down the little black dress of your dreams with no great bean bag to remove. Just like

the "great flood" that that same confectioners God of yours refused to un-leash.



sincerely, dana.

© 2015 h d e rushin


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this has a very gritty feel to it that makes it real

nothing flighty or fanciful, only a realists eye view
and as if from someone writing a letter to another

awesome approach

-Dream

Posted 10 Years Ago


h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you Literary Artist Dream for those insightful remarks my friend.....dana

Turn the kaleidoscope and the colors shatter and mend, roll and blend...so this is, only words form the poetic labyrinth.

Posted 10 Years Ago


h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you my dear Siegfried for stopping by.......dana
Epistolary poetry is tough and risky business, because it can get too cute for its own good. This? A mix of arresting imagery and honest and gutty emotion, and, boy howdy, is it the good stuff.

Posted 10 Years Ago


h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

sometimes wk what you consider is a good effort is not quite good poetry. But thank you for
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detroit, MI



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