Leaves, petals and stamen Down on knees she traces The texture of a flower That emerges to spite her. Palimpsests under foot Words cemented whose Return pushes up cracks. Stay man. Petals. Leaves. Leaves, petals and stamen A flower’s spite persists As love slithers through The palimprift. Oxygen Veins require blood carry To kiss lips of memory That textures the trace. Stay man. He pedals. Leaves. Leaves, petals and stamen A child wanted this kiss Knowing it would persist Inside her palimpsests. She traces its texture. She inhales the flower. She pushes through cracks. Stay man; he pedals and leaves.
I began writing “Palimpsest Kiss” on a walk to work through an old neighborhood of Black and Whites in Singapore, the houses colonials lived in during the time of Raffles. The poem drew me in but never fully formed; like an idea in the subconscious that clung to the edge of the rift to the conscious, unwilling to let go and find its place in the world. It has been revised, tweaked, and re-shared many times both here and at my old poetry blog, SailorPoet. This time, the revisions exposed a crack to me through a small reshuffling of stanzas. While the poem below has a darker tone, perhaps, it speaks more clearly from the subconscious having let go and fallen through the rift. Please, enjoy, and let me know what you think!
(C) 2020, Stephen Fuller