LUGHNASADH: LA FEILL MOIRE. HE SAID “I RECONCILE LOVE’S ENDURANCE BECAUSE LOVE IS NOT COVERT.” I WONDERED. WITH ME I TOOK HIS VISAGE. THERE WAS NOTING SHY BETWEEN US NOW.
I already gave you a plan. Heliocentric smoke signals. Sunwise. Sojourner, I told you you must shut the one sparrow within your mouth. Shut within vesper, the whole of the afternoon. You knew without doubt the incomplete animal I’d become. Small vice, my delusion. You multiplied the consequence of the dead. You whispered it. You blessed fields. Among patterns in my voice you tarried. I followed your irregular direction, the necessary fragment, later knives and trees. You appeared to pass among those I loved. Quickly you offered blight. Bright hawks as a swift shimmering geometric. Spotted leaves you encouraged among maples. What supplication must failure bring me. Your location’s trail permits a cold grace. My feck of immunity, your air.
Presently the empire recedes; we are corrected or we are alone. Presently I am part of the dog pack at the end of table. No, we may no longer go to the caves no matter how they please us. I saw myself shine. I saw an airiness beyond me. I saw that You were walking inside the map, unburdened. That time when the narrow depth of the water bore us. My message was the need for truth. I filled a bucket with coins and gave my gatherings to the soldiers. Inconsolable that every pinch of flower-shaped flame might loosen from me. Where might I keep the small armatures. Once there was myself and that was “identity.”
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2 thoughts on “Guest Post, Maureen Alsop: Lughnasadh”
Thank you so much for sharing this piece with us Maureen! It’s so inspiring going through this blog and reading through all the different types of writing styles and emotions. I had to read this piece a few times to even digest the emotion behind what you were saying. For me, I interpreted it as someone struggling with their inner self trying to find their identity during a lost time in their life. It was as if the other person you were talking to was yourself, the part of you that you weren’t familiar with as you pleaded with that unfamiliarity to seek its honest and true self. Thanks for sharing this piece and thank you for the inspiration.
Thank you Jasmine for your close & intelligent reading. Yes, you’ve nailed it! These posts have been an exploration on identity/a form of self portrayal… both deliberate and unconscious. I’ve enjoyed the seasonal aspects unraveling these … & yes, the omnipotent loss surges.
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