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Author Name: Freebluefish 3 Comments
Date Added: September 11, 2009 22:09:51 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Losing Oneís Nose

Losing Oneís Nose


Why does

a sphinx lose

it nose

as time flows

 through human desire?


The confidence of civilization

is like

a flood

in a land with out letters.

Only animals mixed

in the imagination of forms.


Scrolls are ancient

saturday morning cartoons.

No creature

is at the cross road.

To ask me a riddle

to curl their claws around the wrap

of my robe like a painting and  lie

Upon  my bosom and whisper a greeting.


My dear sphinx

in old age

smell is the first thing to go.

and the last

is clean white bones

the sand sweeps under

Itís sun blasted slopes..


My sandals

write across the margins

of deserts

a hymn for the absence

of monsters..

as i walk through the lower kingdom.

as millenniums pour.

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Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on October 8, 2011 02:51:12 PM Report
What a great poem!  I really think it is original and very special.  Who else has looked at the Sphinx and written about its nose-less-ness?  No one.  You are a special Egyptologist.  One who escapes the borders of the dunes and the shore-lines of the River.  Somewhere, there, floats a little Moses: if anyone can find him and save him, it's you.  Thanks for this elegant testimony to the beauty of words well-crafted.  Thanks for the splendor of Egypt without a nose and the truth of our being -- as well -- without noses.  And how breathe?  Tell.


Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on September 12, 2009 09:37:59 AM Report

Andrew:  I did enjoy. 

Lady D

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on September 12, 2009 09:09:21 AM Report
 You always capture my heart with each and every poem....
 It does make you wonder doesn't it??


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