Poem of the Week: September 18, 2005

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Poem of the Week: September 18, 2005

Post by heinzs » Sat Sep 17, 2005 1:27 pm

This week's winner:

Winner: Poem of the Week: September 18, 2005
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Portrait of the Autist as a Young Man
by rlnimages

I.
I have sat in your house
young boy
watched from your windows
the same world
I know.
the same street,
treading past
to and fro.

Shadows and unfamiliar shapes for you -
the light
passing through or bouncing off them
meeting our eyes
with similar skews
but different results.

You move,
riding the ripples of the world
as it washes over you
and swirls past

Your mind sinks into the stream,
and I watch your arms splashing,
drawing you along the eddies in the worldflow.

I watch every twitch and nod,
listen to every murmur and sigh
savor the rare word that tumbles from your mouth.

I am tourist out there –
but student in here.
Learning how you live inside.



II.
Studying now to climb your steps
counting as I go
onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnineten
two at a time
onetwo threefour fivesix seveneight nineten

And when I leave –
new ways to count

One jump
tennineeightsevensixfivefourthreetwoone
spooled out before I land
on the sidewalk.

One day in a sporting mood
I stepped out on your landing
and tapped out pi
threeonefouronefiveninetwosixfivethreefiveeightninesevenninethreetwothreeeight
tracing out the first eighteen steps of an infinite dance.

And then came back to earth – as always – with
onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnineten
before crossing your threshold
as your apprentice.

I am new to this, so I only count steps once

One day - perhaps coming from the park with you
I will spontaneously repeat something
and find my own pattern
All steps three times?
Five times?
Even steps up
odd steps down
then all steps up to enter?
Perhaps
onethreetwofourfivesevensixeightnineten,
jump back to one, then
onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnineten
back up to enter.

One onetwo onetwothree twothreefour threefourfive fourfivesix fivesixseven sixseveneight seveneightnine eightnineten nineten ten

The apprentice becomes an acolyte,
having watched the master
repeat his sacred ritual,
and having crafted his own.


III.
My visits
consist of me accompanying you -
sitting outside the carriage of your mind
Watching your world passing by
Wondering what you see
instead of me
instead of walls
instead of furniture

I watch your eyes
dancing inside your skin
I follow as your hands
mark
or count
or handle
elements of world
I can see only pointers to.

My eyes
follow each cycle
each iteration
as you wrap
your familiar world
in repetition
or your own geometry.

I slowly begin to absorb
your comforting liturgy
. . . turn the knob five times, then open the door
. . . arrange the book stacks by color and size
. . . Open the blinds - 60 degrees at 9am; 75 degrees at noon; back to 60 at 3pm; closed again at 6pm
The ritual wraps around the task,
then spirals its comforting tendrils back to me.
My breath and pulse slow

Drawn with the same pen,
our minds
wrap differently around the ... things,
our lines casting different patterns
in shadow
across the world.

I watch your world,
see the lights cast into your eyes
colored and shaded and bent
and then painted on your mind.

While you ride the world quietly
I throw uneasy metaphors
at the world
and at you
and watch to see what sticks,
building papier mache models
of what seems to be.

I remember wisps of the quiet mind
with neither room nor need
for description,
wonder where mine has gone,
and if I must walk back
a ways
within your mind
to find it.

And I have to wonder
if what I see in my eyes
is any more real
than what moves through your head.
Last edited by heinzs on Mon Sep 26, 2005 10:21 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Post by ninian » Sat Sep 17, 2005 1:53 pm

wonderful! congratulations :D
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POET OF WEEK

Post by Debbie » Sat Sep 17, 2005 2:28 pm

CONGRATULATIONS :thewave:
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Reach Out And Love Someone
Slow Down And Look around
You Will Find Someone Who Needs You.....

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Carl Berry

Post by Carl Berry » Tue Sep 20, 2005 11:49 pm

I am bedazzled.

This is a remarkable poem.

Congratulations!!!!!!

Peace, love and kindness!!

:mrgreen: :mrgreen:

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