Words to Capture

 

The Mind

—Poetry by Joyce Odam and Robin Gale Odam,

Sacramento, CA

—Photos by Robin Gale Odam

 

 

 

SPRING
—Joyce Odam

before it was light
it was love’s notion
allowed to love’s innocent

play at “love at last”—one
side will crush the other, fall
and try again . . . and again—

spring or any other sweet-
mood-romance, will go all
squirrelly again and wounded

lover will lie back with wiser
worth of meaning, and his
heartache all wise again

 

 

 

The Sake Of Mercy

 

 

SLEEPLESS
—Robin Gale Odam

The fragile mechanics of pain and the
psyche—the gauzy connection to the dark

The wind of thought—the lift, the senseless
grab-and-run, the indiscernible mar of it

Songbird before dawn—caffeine,
dishes in the sin

 

 

 

 Hope Is A World

 

I WISH
—Joyce Odam

I hope/want for all the wonderings
of life and loveless love.

How so that? And I don’t know, time
climbs with me and asks what I want

and I don’t know, I want it to
let me know—

and it does not know. Hope is a word
to capture and explain. There is pain

in that, and life hangs on with me,  
it’s play-mate or it’s woe-mate,

wanting what it wants and it
should know.

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AWKWARD
—Robin Gale Odam

in the dream of climbing
the air, the awkward importance

of height and the senselessness of
dimension—the indiscernible falling

just before waking into the unex-
plainable measure of daylight 

 

 

 

North North-west

 

BUOYANCY
—Robin Gale Odam

senseless gaiety, sheer wall of
compromise—the indiscernible
worry of conflict 

 

 

 

 The Old Prayer

 

IF THIS TWILIGHT
—Joyce Odam

Where does it go, the old prayer, the old
“for the sake of mercy”
where does it go?

The words are spread over the mind
like falling    like fainted gulls    made of
slow, indelible ecstasy.

If this twilight takes them
under its broad wing    under the darkness,
may they be simplified
into landscapes and drawings.

                                             
(From Lemon Center for Hot Buttered Roll 1975
by Joyce Odam)

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PASTEL
—Robin Gale Odam
 
Tents, sleeping bags.

Backpacks, chairs.
shopping carts—
indiscernible contents.

Infant crib. 

 

 

 

The Indiscernible Script

 

 

FOR THE SCRIBE 

—Robin Gale Odam

Grave is the act of the scribe—
the trembling note for the score,
the restless phrasing in the stanza, the
deepest mark for the indiscernible script

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Today’s LittleNip:

SQUIRRELLY
—Joyce Odam

If ever there is irony wherever
love is sane and meaningful to self,

or length without a clue or length
beyond the breakless heart of

one’s old truth, the sky will burst
and likely you and it will rain.  

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Thanks from the Kitchen to the two Odam ladies for their poetry today and for Robin’s photos! Our new Seed of the Week is “Chip Off the Old Block”. Send your poems, photos & artwork about this (or any other) subject to kathykieth@hotmail.com. No deadline on SOWs, though, and for a peek at our past ones, click on “Calliope’s Closet”, the link at the top of this column, for plenty of others to choose from. And see every Form Fiddlers’ Friday for poetry form challenges, including those of the Ekphrastic type.

Be sure to check each Tuesday for the latest Seed of the Week.

A quote from Google: “This year, the Holocaust Days of Remembrance are from 16 April 2023 through 23 April 2023, with the observance of Holocaust Remembrance Day taking place on 18 April 2023. In Hebrew, Holocaust Remembrance Day translates as, “Yom Ha Shoah.” Holocaust Museum LA has a variety of programs coming up, beginning today; see https://www.holocaustmuseumla.org/upcoming/. See also Michael H. Brownstein’s poem in yesterday’s Kitchen at http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2023/04/squirrelly.html/.

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—Medusa

 

 

 

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 Chip off the old block…