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doorman
doorman
Mar 22, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Window

Black flags obscure the sun, signs play 

the sky like the pages flipping through 

your hand to reveal a pair of spectacles 

and a fan,- flickering 

'Africa', 'lighthouse' 

 

A quiet sister leans your forehead to the 

damp glass as three pedestrians smoke 

and walk on white lies to crowded harbours

Four stars and neon flash 

in rapid passing

 

Translucent shadow splits you in half, filling

our night with applause, and words that bind: 

''We were born in this meadow, green and dark, 

pushed out into bewilderment 

and collapse.''


— doorman, Mar 22, 2010

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weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

Fucking superb writing!

A strange mix of gritty Bukowski-esque reality and Burrough's hallucinogenity. You paint a picture, state a complex view and entertain with wordcraftsmanship. Nothing more can be asked of poetry. Cheers, Jess, “A poet’s work; to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it going to sleep” Salman Rushdie
doorman

doorman

16 years 2 months ago

Thanks Jess

You give me a lot here, but I'll take it with a bow and say that I'm sincerely grateful you dropped by to read, and for the compliment, of course. The background for this one came from a woman who was leaning her head to the window with a book in her hand. The image was serene enough, until I started to mess with it. Thanks again, Respectfully, Espen
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Espen

I sometimes wonder if I should stop commenting on your poetry and just read and nominate lol I get lost and have nothing intelligent to say when I am finished usually after reading three or more times this is brilliant as Jess said walking across those white lies to the harbour made me think of making an escape from something ... and so many more things but I will stop waffling now Love Jayne-Chloe
doorman

doorman

16 years 2 months ago

Jayne-Chloe

It's always a pleasure to see you. I'm pretty busy with things right now, but look forward to some quiet times in L.A the coming weeks. Will do some thorough reading and catch up on all that I've missed, so I'm sure we'll talk some poetry in the near future. Thanks for reading, See you around, Yours, Espen.
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Ink Dragon

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Espen,

you find poetry everywhere. I am stunned, rich imagery here. Definitely one of your best. Yours, ~Nina
doorman

doorman

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Nina

Thanks for your attention. I'm happy you liked this one. Yours, Espen.
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ziggy

16 years 2 months ago

hi

hi this is one of your best i think i can remember some time last year you were searching for your own style from our comments to each other then , i think you have long since found it my friend this is brill ,,,,,,,,,ziggy
doorman

doorman

16 years 2 months ago

Zig

I remember that talk. Still feel fractured, but a little less than then. Thanks for reading, man. Best regards, Espen.
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ziggy

16 years 2 months ago

hi

gets my nom to , oops nearly frogot ,,,,zigs
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Mariposa

16 years 2 months ago

Brilliant!

yes, definitely hallucenigenic qualities there...the images flying at my eyes... -Jhena Mariposa
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 2 months ago

Doorman, every time you step

Doorman, every time you step through, you bring with you something that I cherish: a poem of remarkable distinction. Thank you. ~A Words must be used like stepping stones: lightly and with nimbleness, because if you step on them too heavily, you incur the danger of falling into the intellectual mire of logic and reason. - Balsekar
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easylife_2

16 years 2 months ago

Hi

Good one here.
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magics02

16 years 2 months ago

Lovely Espen

How did I miss this one of late, Too say to you this is great is an understatement, you write with such ease and the flow of the song is so mellow yet so strikingly at the same time, it just relaxed me to a slumber Thouroughly loved it and yes nomination no doubt for you this round. Love Mona xxxxoxoxoxo