the soul drifts in and out
of ravishment
fantasies of namelessness
when reception of the world
full of mellowed greens
and wild blues
is brightened
sensation heightened
cool water
sweetly scented wheat
when eyes feed on
luscious color
majesty of nature
palms and fingers seek
touch
soft allure
when the whole self
expectant
joy infused
contains
every
untamed
wish
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(c) 2013
Published by Marie Marchand
I write poetry to capture beauty in language and imagery in hopes of healing myself and the world. Poetry for me has always been a seeking. An effort to come closer to beauty, to explicate beauty, to behold it in words. I wish to formalize beauty, to give it a title and empower it to go forth into the world. I want to give it shape and lend it the capacity for remembrance.
Poetry captures essence. Without essence, there is nothing worth saving.
John Keats and William Wordsworth are my favorite poets. My absolute favorite poem to read aloud is Wordsworth's Lines, otherwise referred to as Tintern Abbey. And it must be read aloud at least annually for uplift of the soul.
I have shared my poetry through various means including handmade chapbooks, readings, and publication. All the poetry posted on this site is written and copyrighted by me. This collection represents about half of my poetry.
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