For S
“The moment exists only in silence…” – Søren Kierkegaard
I like our silences,
those shared moments
transcending the hungry gaze,
that float into
a simple but absolute attention.
I like it when we're quiet
because then, when
our eyes meet & I see you seeing me,
I can believe
in the existence
of what you see.
Your silence is still & speaks to me
like star-light speaks of intense heat:
defined by perspective & proximity,
a secret
revealing in concealment,
traversing immense distance
to bring colour,
warmth
& life.
In silence, as in soil,
slow roots grow strong,
& the dilation of every second
endures beyond
the depraved authority of time; we
cease to be a complex pattern
woven from
a fabric of neurons
& electrostatic dreaming,
to become
something more,
something I am only sure exists when
we twist together between & beneath
each other,
sharing our body heat,
giving the prayer of our attention &
seeing beyond the iris reflection,
to where it lays waiting
in the silence.
* Attention and Will – Simone Weil
I love the idea of knowing you exist as he sees you when you see him looking at you. This is wonderful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
i like that you cannot tell my gender from the poem…
& I’m glad it made you feel something….
LikeLiked by 1 person
Gender is the least of our worries when it comes to love, isn’t it… And about the philosopher, Helgel, you took an idea and ran with it.. I love that.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is indeed: it’s our power relations that matter; whether we can honestly claim that we are equal to the person that we love…I always worry about writing love poems, that I might be making an idol out of something that in reality entails all the tawdry aspects of life….
I hope I’ve managed to achieve a balance between these two forces within this poem: idolatry and seeing the dirt under the nails…and guess what? Hegel would have called that “dialectics” 😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
I ought to say that the idea of coming into existence through the gaze of another human being is an idea that (so far as I know) originated with a philosopher called Hegel…
LikeLiked by 1 person
came across your writing today. this is a wonderful poem and especially liked the second stanza, it’s beautiful.
LikeLike