Reticent as Ever, I Follow the Map
This old bed, knowing our secrets, our love
for the spiders of the world and their guilty
pleasures, wraps its history around us, says
“go easy, my friends,” and leaves us to our
research. I find the scar on your lower
back, that sacred heart of fusion,
trace the line on the map to the freckle
of grace and its inequities, then up to the left
ear, which requires attention. Speech
can only intrude upon my navigations,
yet I can’t refrain from murmuring the words
again, those never-tiring, never-depleting
syllables which always demand repetition,
wave after wave, an ocean of truth,
mingling and dispersing, accepting, giving,
swelling larger and more complex each day.
“Reticent as Ever I Follow the Map” was published in July 2019 at OPEN: Journal of Arts & Letters. Thank you, Jeff Streeby, for taking this piece.
Another gorgeous love poem – so nourishing, Bob! I especially like the spider angle!
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Thanks, Lynne. I was, as you know, inspired! And spiders, well…
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This poem certainly delivers the vibrations! Your reading amplifies the effect.
I may need to study up on spiders’ guilty pleasures – ???
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I have a feeling spiders don’t feel guilt. But they could! Ha.
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Oh, Robert, hat is simply beautiful…
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Thank you, MJ!
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Not hat – that! But hats can be pretty nice.
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Ha! Some of my favorite heads wear hats. 🙂
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I find the scar on your lower
back, that sacred heart of fusion,
My wife has the fusion and mountains pushing as well!
Well done Robert!
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Thank you!
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You are welcome!
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Like a pirate’s treasure map, singed and frayed around the edges…
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That describes me: singed and frayed around the edges! LOL
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Beautifully read
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Thank you!
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