Poetry Kick Continues: The Pool by Robert Creeley
POEM The Pool BY ROBERT CREELEY My embarrassment at his nakedness, at the pool’s edge,and my wife, with his,standing, watching— this was a freedom not given me who am more naked,less contained by my own white fleshand the ability to take quietly what comes to me. The sense of myself separate, grewa white mirrorin the quiet water he breaks with his hands and feet, kicking,pulls up to...
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Words That Don't Exist in the English Language......
Gheegle: (Filipino) The urge to pinch or squeeze something that is unbearably cute. Cualacino: (Italian) The mark left on a table by a cold glass. Sgriob: (Gaelic) The itchiness that overcomes the upper lip just before taking a sip of whisky L’esprit de escalier: (French) The feeling you get after leaving a conversation, when you think of all the things you should have said. Translated it...
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Ready for some outside inspiration...
When the sky seems endlessly gray, and we’re forced inside closed spaces, things start feeling a little trapped. So in regards to this, what draws out inspiration for you guys? and why? Let’s figure this out