Ceiba (Silk-Cotton Tree)
By onemorething
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'Andromache: If only I were frightened. Fear has long been normal. The heart is slow to unlearn what it learnt long ago.' Seneca's Trojan Women.
The New World barbet makes a last metrical song
of a dying sun
from the bough of a silk-cotton tree;
the first tree, Yaxche,
tall and broad,
a gamp and shade.
A chiffon of web, moonwhitened,
flossed between stems,
earns its southern emerald moth,
in bright flailwing, but frailed to fade --
though never having given much thought
to death,
not living long enough to tire
of life;
when this suffering arrives,
it is swift and unexpected.
Are you afraid? I am not.
A part of me, I'll admit,
is drawn to it.
The night ripples,
winds itself around,
around and around
the trunk,
revels in its thorns.
This is a tree for darkness:
weaned on gloom,
ghostbloom - as food only
for the dead and flickershadow bats;
thieves who'd steal the breath,
hot, from your lips.
Here lurks Ixtab,
a cradle for her old bones.
I am not afraid. Are you?
A part of me, I'll admit,
speaks this language.
But by the sapbeat from our barbet's first call
of morning-hope, the dazed moth's struggle
beneath the secretive spider's hungry smile,
perhaps the last giant battle
is where all our hearts labour
in their unlearning.
Image is from here: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Kapok_or_silk_cotton_tree_(Ceiba_pentandra)_growing_by_a_vil_Wellcome_V0043228.jpg
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Wistful, perhaps melancholy in observation, your internal rhymes, and use of language are such a treat to read aloud. Super.
Best as always
Lena x
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I keep reading this - it's
I keep reading this - it's completely hypnotic. Because I'm ignorant, I googled Yaxche and Ixtab, after which I was even more hypnotised. A lovely piece of work.
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Beautiful shades of light and
Beautiful shades of light and dark. Steeped in myth and legend. Tis a wondrous thing :)
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Didn't find it melancholic,
Didn't find it melancholic, but that made it the more scary. Hypnotic, yes. But mostly seductive, the rhythm. It reminded me of the delicate ferociousness of a spider's hunger, the gentleness of it wrapping its prey as your words wrap the reader in the thought of death as a good thing. Really, really, really good :0)
I didn't know about that goddess either. am still not sure what I think about her. Is so very different from how we look at this. Has sort of turned me upside down !
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This is breathtakingly good,
This is breathtakingly good, and as lenchenelf says, a real treat to read aloud. Would love it if you could do a soundcloud link for us? Very well deserved golden cherries!
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takes the breath away.
takes the breath away.
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A poem that is both
A poem that is both expressive and moving.
Jenny.
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Lovely and raw, a proper poem
Lovely and raw, a proper poem that feels like it was written in one blast
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This is our Poem of the Week
This is our Poem of the Week - Congratulations!
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I looked up Yaxche and Ixtab
I looked up Yaxche and Ixtab too. Read this a few times. It's very clever. The way it twists. Loved it.
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