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And god saw that it was Good.

When man invented the curiosity
called the mirror
God first smelled its
abomination

Man could now see
his robust frame tremble while pulling in air
his strong limbs translate his  lust,
stagger in skin bound beauty

but Man could also view his
animated
ugliness,
the nervous flicker in his wandering eyes
the obscure curl of his lip forming a curse
man could now watch himself lie
betray his age.

Man could finally see and therefore knowhow small 
he truly was.  
— whitetea, Mar 15, 2010

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Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Chrystos, Mark Strand, Adrienne Rich, Naomi Shihab Nye, Rachel M. Simon, Donald Justice, Mary Oliver, Nikki Giovanni, Alice Walker, Bukowski, Mary Lambert

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Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Whitetea

Brilliant write ... I love where you went with this one,I considered both those word choices, in my opinion I would stick with curiosity but thats just me wait for the final vote ... I am not always right i usually go with my gut and curiosity does it for me love and hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 2 months ago

Another delight, Whitney.

Another delight, Whitney. Absolutely wonderful re-view of an old view. Thanks. ~A p.s. curiosity is the opportune word. "To love another person is to see the face of God." Les Miserables
Esker

Esker

16 years 2 months ago

Muttershippe (library)

three hours sleep and then dreams most vividly horrible I feel as though the mirror has broken me and through the illusion of grandiosity and manic occular delusion I see the very grains that I am created of and crumbling in the sun as a Castle does This poem is a feirce read as your poems do have such vivid candour curiousity is such a fond word of mine although the other is well placed Im fading the ghost of sunset gleaning remnant of the great calamity until then Im enjoying fine poems such as these Esker~
Esker

Esker

16 years 2 months ago

at home..

library is sat link run bare scripts no poste em stars there So here you go~
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 2 months ago

"stagger in skin bound beauty"

Ann of Norway Aw that line I love in this context, White tea damsel, it has so many allusions in it. So subtle, so subtly you express things- "the obscure curl of the lip forming a curse" powerful. The phenomenon would give it a more universal meaning and not hang our thoughts up in its tangible solidity of a mirror, it being present in the reflections caused by water etc. Again you stride out with you head held high. Love Ann.
lou

lou

16 years 2 months ago

GREAT

All i can say is the woman's got talent
Esker

Esker

16 years 2 months ago

stars

your gift as with others here is beautiful may poetry race among the ruins Esker~
D

Dalton

16 years 2 months ago

You have here attained the

You have here attained the perefect confluence of esoterica and beauty. True poetry is obscure while telling simple truths. Well done. John