posted by pomegranate queen at 1/04/2006
oh my gosh PQ, this is So amazing...would it be ok if I post it on my site (linking and crediting you of course)~~ not just on a post, but in a more permanet place like a side bar or something?
or better yet, pq, can we use this for the new women of color carnival blog?
of course you can link it, use it in for the carnival blog, or whatever! :)I felt totally inspired by all the diaolgue going on about the carnival blog that this piece just poured out!! I'm looking forward to us getting that started!!
Salaams, yes, beautiful.
i love this poem. i like that in so many words it conveys so much beauty and power. this is what i consider real art.p.s. it's funny, i love pomegranates too and i have this bizzare obsessive relationships with them. they're mystical to me. and they always remind me of my grandfather and make me smile. my baby calls me her "little pomegranate". ^1^
"so few words" i meant of course. my inattentiveness and hastiness will get me killed inadvertantly some time
hey girl,i'm glad I checked some of my older posts because I got to see your comments!"few words" is actually a GREAT thing for me to hear - I'm all about being concise, the point but not lose that intensity in the process. so i appreciate that comment.it's all about pomegranates girl!!! yes indeed! :)
yeeaaaah,i love your poetry (the several pieces that i've read so far) - i appreciate that it's so succinct and sensual. and thanks to your blog, i learned about Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha and her amazing work. she fascinated me, all the more because i relate to her stories on very many levels. i wanna hear her in chicago in may at the Consensual Genocide presentation. i linked you to me! yay!
Wow. Really nice. Fierce in all her serenity, She surpasses all beauty.... She stands solid, Ready to inhale you. So breathe me in...When I read your words, my mind snapped to the pictographs and petroglyphs at the base of a cliff in Buckhorn Wash, Utah. You can find them on the web (maybe here and here), but to really feel it you need to go there. Lost civilizations; fierce, quiet, constant presence. Perfect.Thank you.
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