Wednesday, October 3, 2012

It Was A Beautiful Sloppy Mess

It Must Be Time For Lunch Now, 1979, by Francesca Woodman





"Truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is."  ~Nadine Gordimer


When I was a child
 I spooned life in
like banana pudding
never caring how much
spilled on my hands and face.

I took in all the answers
like a hungry lover
longing for her love's
next embrace.

My quest for truth and meaning
was enduring
yet clumsy
 with an awkward flair

I chewed up all my questions
with my mouth wide open
and crumbs wild in my hair.

Yet somewhere between
life's wonderful lunches
 and disappointment's feast

I lost my unkept hunger
and grew fat on complacency
learning to be discreet.






23 comments:

  1. Why, oh why ... must we grow up? Your poem is deep, full of emotion and meaning, Carrie.

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  2. If only we could get back to that child like feeling of "never caring how much spilled on my hands and face".

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  3. oh i want the messy kinda life that gets all over me...ha....pretty cool...and it is sad when we settle....into complacency...

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  4. I specially like the last two stanzas...Thanks for the share ~

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  5. I too have gotten fat on complacency, but lately I am getting leaner. Jumping back in and chewing on it and letting the crumbs fall. This is a great write!

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  6. Yes this is a great write. Apart from growing fat on complacency, I love:

    "with my mouth wide open
    and crumbs wild in my hair"

    This conjours up a child not caring about anything except facts - grasping at knowledge and not letting go.

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  7. A nice write, Carrie. Great last two stanzas.

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  8. The crumbs line: that's where it's at. Beautiful line. Great poem.

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  9. Haunting ending... really great poem, Carrie.

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  10. The flow was so smooth ... loved it !!!

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  11. What a rich metaphoric write, Carrie...reminding us to shed oneself of that complacency!

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  12. Great imagery! Let's get that appetite back.

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  13. May we never get to the point where we think we have all the answers--where will we find the wonder that makes life a joy? This is a fine piece, a pleasure to read. Thanks for visiting over at my place.

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  14. Really touching, so well done..disappointments feast...what a phrase!

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  15. I like this a lot. I wonder when we lose the gusto, gobbling life with vigor, and replace it with complacency.

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  16. Ah, yes; "learning to be discreet." And nice. And compliant. The things that society tells us we "must" do; the half-truths, the outright violations.

    Time to recover "life's wonderful lunches" even if that also means returning to "disappointment's feast."

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  17. Oh yes...nicely done...this is one of your best, Carrie...

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  18. Outstanding extended metaphor. This one really resonates with me.

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  19. So clever and wise , these words , Carrie

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