Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Scent



Scent
Nearly unseen
A breath from the shine of a shoulder
Or a neck
Flutter deeper
Calling
Calling
From the beginning
Of the centuries
Melting into skin
Crawling
Craving inside
The epiphany of birth
And the yearning to return
Darker still
Falling
Warm as pools
where first life squirmed
Diving
Dividing
Feeding
The total embrace
Panting panting
No thought
And every
Religion.

13 comments:

Susan Abraham said...

Features a deep sensuality, Jason. :-)

Jaye Wells said...

You must really like that flower, Jason. ;) Great job!

Kate said...

you just brought so many things back to me.

Anthony J. Rapino said...

Love that picture. And the poem ain't to shabby niether :-)

nuh ibn zbigniew gondek said...

Beautiful picture, beautiful words.

Be well,

nuh ibn

jason evans said...

Susan, indeed it does. :)

Jaye, you could definitely say that. ;)

Kate, my pleasure!

Anthony, thanks, my friend. Hopefully, we'll be seeing some of that color again soon.

Nuh Ibn, much appreciated.

Shameless said...

Nice, Jason. I tried to see male female but couldn't work it out. :) Unisex, I think.

Kelly Parra said...

Jason, I had to stop by and see how you were doing! Very nice piece! =D

Joni said...

Blizzard conditions here today, but that heated things up a bit.

jason evans said...

Shameless, I think poems should have whatever meaning they evoke for the reader. What I intended is not as important as what you experienced.

Kelly, so great to see you! I've been lurking on your blog. So great to see your progress. I can't wait to have copies of your books in my hands!

Joni, hope you all are getting cozy under the blankets. :)

anna said...

I found this a little different from your usual. of course everybody gets something different
from every piece but i found it a little unsettling.
Great photo!

jason evans said...

Anna, I suppose a poem has as many meanings as the people who read it.

Geraldine said...

Scents (good ones that is) can be powerful, memorable and evocative. You've captured all that Jason. Well done.

I am glad I stopped in to browse your poetry archives. I am impressed. You are a talented poet and photographer.