Red Language

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The wind in its monochrome musings is no longer indifferent,
it’s curious
to the effect that cherry nearly neon pink
that appear in clusters are offered reinforcements
in exchange for answers—
exactly how does one grasp something as fleeting as whispers?
If I could hear the words that take form in the wild storm
of your being,
believe me I’d reciprocate by using red language;
vernacular, if I am to be direct—I place my faith entirely upon detail
as I choose to side with weighty rather than whim,
this vinaigrette dressing of desire would disband all doubt,
together with crumbled blue cheese,
chives, lettuce, spinach, halved strawberries
and candied pecans,              

its subtlety alone would ignite emotion otherwise lost in translation,
consuming the heart, the mind, the body and soul
with forbidden knowledge—
I imagine a blush as perfect as early black kissing your skin.
The wind holding its breath is the sole witness,
forevermore
in anticipation even though she knows it begins and ends
within herself;
do we ever truly comprehend?

 

 

 

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This poem is inspired by the title of Heid E. Erdrich’s poetic
masterpiece
‘Red Language.’

Posted for MTB: Personification and Imagery @ dVerse Poets Pub

41 Replies to “Red Language”

  1. Gorgeous use of color, red stands out for me and the appeal to the taste buds (cheese, pecans). The wind holding its breath, is the silent witness to one’s musings & thoughts of forbidden language. Fantastic passionate line here:
    believe me I’d reciprocate by using red language;

  2. I always admire your use of imagery, Sanaa, and this poem is a feast for the senses ‘blue cheese,
    chives, lettuce, spinach, halved strawberries
    and candied pecans, ‘ – I can taste them all, and beneath all these sensations there is great emotional depth.

  3. You made excellent use of colour in this poem, Sanaa, from the wind’s ‘monochrome musings’ (great ‘mm’ alliteration here) to the various shades of red. The salad made my mouth water!

  4. lol you have ignited so many senses, taste and colour! Alluding to deeper sensual matters, it’s a tantalising treat ..

  5. in anticipation even though she knows it begins and ends
    within herself;
    do we ever truly comprehend?

    Very good close, Sanaa and a very good question. Do we! One often gets distracted, that’s why!

    Hank

  6. Beautifully done Sanaa! I found these lines intriguing…
    exactly how does one grasp something as fleeting as whispers?

    and… If I could hear the words that take form in the wild storm
    of your being…

  7. Sanaa, this poem is truly artful.

    do we ever truly comprehend?

    I have to say that your poem leaves me somewhat feeling that I am simply not clever enough to comprehend 😉

    Shabbat Shalom,
    David

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