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Spent the day editing and writing. We are in the last week of reading poetry for the Eclectica winter issue. Send me something? eclecticamagazine.submittable.com/submit. #poetry #internetpoets
November 24, 2024 at 1:10 AM
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The sublime displays
don't phase us anymore;
Beauty only reminds us
of giving up on
who we could have been.

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This picture is a very close-up image of a poem that has been typed with a vintage Underwood typewriter onto a common, paper, cocktail napkin. The napkin appears yellowed with age, with intricate textured patterns. The napkin contains 5 lines of a longer poem. Also typed at the bottom of the poem is a hashtag for napkindiaries and the name of the author, "david patrone". At the very edge of the lower right-hand corner there is a concave curving series of dimples which suggest to the viewer that this is a napkin. The lines from top to bottom read: line 1: The Sublime Displays line 2: don't phase us anymore; line 3: Beauty only reminds us line 4: of giving up on, line 5: who we could have been. line 6: #napkindiaries line7: -david patrone line 8: . the longer poem can be found at the napkin diaries Instagram; but, I will include it here for your convenience: That could be us but no, we're Quite the cute couple, sculpted bodies, soy lattes, seated facing; but eyes facing phones or the morning paper across the table, polite or not polite casual conversations that never break the veil, sad reflections of the Truth, cold companions, neither in nor out of this dance of masks which should only serve to bring the yearning into stark relief, tearing the skin without reaching the itch, But no, so long in this coiffed minuet, linked only by finger clasp, no longer flirting with flight, long forgotten the struggle, the desperate negotiation; we don't even peer at the edge, balancing risk/reward for a cliff dive into fulfillment, versus the bloody tumble and crash of the near miss. The sublime displays don't phase us anymore. Beauty only reminds us of giving up on who we might have been. I hope that this description was informative and if there is something that I left out, please contact me and I will try to make these descriptions more accurate, helpful and entertaining.
December 25, 2024 at 10:40 PM