lois e. linkens – upon realisation that perhaps i am completely sure

stonehenge.jpg

you weave your woollen whims
to surround me
in the garbadine of our gandering

you trample the simplicity
of tea-cup games and teddy bears –
playground grazes know none than this

damp shirt and glasses;
i’d switch my eyes for yours
so you could see
beneath the ocean

still, ride the blackwaters
with socked feet sodden;
put your records on
and leave paw prints around my petticoats

take me to the dock,
where the walrus wail
and seagulls cry.
let us know the purity of instinct

the purity of art
that transcends education,
memory or muse

you are scars and sculptures,
skin and silver

stonehenge me


Lois describes herself as a “confused english student,” though one quickly finds a polished, charming poet in her work. She has an elegant style that compliments her keen insight and whimsical sensibilities. It is a pleasure to present her work, and we ask you to take a second to look at more of her wonderful work.

60 thoughts on “lois e. linkens – upon realisation that perhaps i am completely sure”

  1. Christine, I’m thinking of a new dimension for this site, as if you webinars didn’t have enough to do… and that’s Spoken Word Poetry. This begs for it, though there are as many ways to read it aloud as there are ways to read it in your head. Or my head, because I can’t read things in other people’s heads.

    Yet.

    Lois, fantastic. I would Stonehenge you in the greatest pyramidical way possible, matching your Picchu in the tenebrae of Teotihuacan, nesting in your Nazca, singing a Grand Canyon cantata to the pattern of Patagonia.

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      1. Me too, so much. So… my sister and her husband bought a hotel in a remote French town of 104 people. My mom says they are going to go crazy in such a small place… I am thinking… HEAVEN! Save me a room…

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      2. I haven’t gotten to catching up at SD yet – been reading Vanessa’s latest and WOW. I see a project for the two of us in her two latest pieces and one of my old ones… gently nudging my dear friend.

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  2. I simply adore this Lois. What beautiful evocative language! I am completely enrapted with
    “still, ride the blackwaters
    with socked feet sodden;
    put your records on
    and leave paw prints around my petticoats”

    also want to write a whole piece inspired by:
    “you are scars and sculptures,
    skin and silver”

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