The Waters: A some rose, grapes, a life below

The Waters: A some rose, grapes, a life below

Written: August 2021

From THE WATERS: Prose and Poetry, By R.P. Watts

A some rose, grapes, a life below

 

a some rose, grapes, a life below

a melting cloud bathes the morning

smoke force carries me forth

 

from beneath the dirt i did sown

the ghosts beyond her eyes

youth wilts breasts, fires an ageless torch

 

between the flower-horsed eden

before the kiss-licked bloom and seed in

the wet summer beachmen rage in the feeding.

 

a build, the cast, a sandied sea-greeting

an eye in the sight of her blood.

 

a skin beaded, a promise

a raised texture, a lip-line,

holy purpose upon us.

 

ground flakes, a memory of earth

a breathing tree

a pulse, a girth

a rose, the rain

an end, fruit sweeter now than then.

 

do not forget the blood in the trees.

broken bones, the bark, the bees

 

do not forget red flesh astrewn

a knife, a needle, a season, a song

 

do not forget the jilted sky

not do forget the sky jilted

forget sky do the jilted not

 

do

the

 

not

sky

 

jilted

 

 

 

forget

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The Waters: A some rose, grapes, a life below

The Waters: Veilence

In writing poetry, the act itself seems(ed) a riddle to the outer world. While (as I’ve mentioned) the camouflage that surrounds the words does, I believe, come from the structure of the limbic system, there is another element that needs exploration. The act of veiling the meaning and purpose is in itself an act of poetry and an act of self-protection. It would not do to write “Jordan, I have a deep feeling of sadness that you choose not to be with me…”, for example. It is too direct, too open. It does not get across the experience of having such an emotional experience.

Veilance is not a “word” recognized in any official capacity. But this is just as poetry is not immediately (or ever) understood by the reader. The etiology of the word veil itself is interesting. The word blooms from the Latin word velum, meaning “sail, curtain, covering.” In a figurative sense, “to conceal, mask, disguise”.1 A nun’s head covering was referred to as a veil, giving the word a connection to the holy. Valence, the word I attempt to echo here, derives from the Latin valentia, “strength, capacity.” Veilance, then, is a poetic idea referring to the masking of capacities.

I’ll refer to some of the work:

From The Waters, pg. 22, ‘Trees like old bones in the days’ starlight

The piece, Trees like old bones in the days’ starlight, was written in December 2002. Northeastern Ohio winters are brutal, cold, deathly. When a word like “trees” is invoked, I am referring to something natural that should by right be supported by nature. However, in this case, the trees are like “old bones”. Old bones are brittle, easily breakable, especially in the cold. Being old they are worn, tired, nearing some end. “…[T]he days’ starlight” references multiple days, denoted by the apostrophe after the ‘s’ and not before. The starlight – the sun (not always thought of as a star) – belongs to a string of days, a period of time. So in essence, something that should be supported naturally by the world is nearing an end, as is witnessed by this period of time, yet it is not obvious to most. This is just as the sun is not obviously a star until you consider the idea more closely.

Inside of flesh, warmth stirs in the boneless

ghost;

The invoking of “flesh” turns the subject matter to a more internal place (“inside”), our personal experience. Warmth is a good thing, generally. Our instincts drive us to be warm – especially when threatened. Boneless means “unstructured” and “ghost” refers to the intangible parts of our experience and perceptions.

Not at all mirroring the days.

Combined, these first two lines (and the third above) point out – there is something not obvious that not many are noticing passing away from the world. However, the feeling being experienced is confusingly positive. With this offering of context, the rest of the experience is to be perceived by the reader.

Just as one could explain the plot of a movie in a few moments, the experience of seeing the movie is much more impactful. A similar thing is happening with the poetry here. The experience is much more palpable. The journey with the character(s), the connection provides value, the sum greater than the gears. The concept of ‘veilance’ is a way to frame this idea.

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References

  1. https://www.etymonline.com/word/veil
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FROM THE WATERS:

January 19th, 2003

a thin white ghost child laughed by me walking

a thin white ghost child laughed by me walking

into the salted litte air

scent rose from below

night followed me home, twisting the blackness

inside me. now white clouds like a safe snow at

night, descends on a warming chest.

now whites conspire to rid of the dire

as lips follow motions before.

give in to what could never keep us

give in to lighting the basin at the soul soil morning

passing west

give in to the touch of an angel

give in to the vast of a savior

give into fasting from failure, to where hesitance

has dried.

give in to the light that may save us

for the white-ghost childs in joy may cry…

quietly haunting the night


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At a time, I’d have referred to this as a vanity project.

(I no longer like the term.)

My first genuine interest in poetry came through Dylan Thomas.

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