its those goat feet and those blackberries
its those moments when reading your poetry
that
I
hold
my
breath
it is the numinous certainty
of the world as you see it and I see it
its your heart that make these worlds open
those words
trapped in golden amber, hardened
filled with manifest moments
of love and fear
I can see more clearly
that world,
that one word,
the pearl of great value
I can feel on my tongue
luminous
until its nacre dissolves
as a flame on my lips
and I speak those words
blackberry, blackberry, blackberry
*** I have been reading E.E. Cummings, as well as many other poets in the past few weeks – Robert Hass’ beautiful poetry – his Meditations at Lagunitas is one of my favorites.
thecourseofourseasons 
I really love this…the format at the beginning really drew me in. I also like the flow.
“trapped in golden amber, hardened
filled with manifest moments”…..this is beautiful
a poet’s garden of words is paradise indeed…simply superb…
wonderful, wonderful!
deep and soulful… you must have written this in one of your serious moments
Using “numinous” and “luminous” in a poem together is a home run. Very nice K~
And if I had only gotten ‘voluminous’ in there somehow, it would have been a trifecta! – smiles
i’m so glad i live in a place where blackberries flourish too..the singing of birds the buzzing of bees the dance of crickets i can hear with even my windows closed..
The blackberries of GOD ring true to me..the dancing of crickets the singing of birds..the buzzing of bees tells me it all makes sense..
At least in my back yard true..:)
The city can be death..but the forest with subsistence..
Is always life to me..2..smiles and have good dayx2…:)
I love blackberries, they are my favorites and your poem is, too!
i love when a poet’s words touch me so much that i hold my breath and i can feel them on my tongue… it’s fascinating how they can open windows to make us see more clearly… beautifully penned kathleen
I love it — you make me want to hunt the shelves for those blackberry words.. Loved the rhythm of your words.
“I can see more clearly
that world,
that one word,
the pearl of great value
I can feel on my tongue”
these words just swept me away — and Kathleen, you have crystallized your “eating the words” of e.e. cummings into the experience of delighting in eating a blackberry. Just brilliant! all my best, Dee
Dee, my friend! I have missed you and your wonderful writing. thank you for this sweet note – K
I enjoyed the tone and rhythm of your poem, Kathleen. You have made me want to look for blackberries.
beautiful and radiant ~ i feel inspired to read his words ~
Lovely thoughts and images Kathleen, and you gave me a new word today – nacre!!
lovely piece; with intriguing form. I feel the romantic vibes, but there is an under layer of something else; almost a rapture, from one poet to another; like your lines /those words
trapped in golden amber, hardened/filled with manifest moments/.
first, i love blackberries…
and ee cummings…
and its so cool when a poets words
take you right there…and you can taste it
right on your tongue…
cool write kathleen