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I was shy at first, timid in my dealings,
I laced the trap against my throat,
sang sparing, tip-toed
around your poems.

The tone, the slow vibrating
from the shoots of my shoulders
to the gleam of polished talons,
it purred around inside me.

Oh the song, Coyote,
the same resigned call, it
paled before you, swallowed down its insides,

I took your little hand in my big hand,
flew out towards Crow, and for a while
My Love, there were poems
and the world was enough.

I took to howling with you,
down from the branches, safe
womb of the tree, I spread
dirt between my toes, sang happy,

sang the song of free,
your wild howl, your musk,
I lost the language for
the pain of bird calling.

Do you remember when we realized
Crow would no longer sing
her crooning songs beside us, trill
through a night among us?

She had gone, no longer writing
poems for coyotes or exlovers,
no longer touching out for a girl
beyond the mountain,

and we were suddenly alone, Love,
you and I, alone to sing, to warble, to fall,
but, nevermore, you said, nevermore,
things matter not

when I love you
, the howl-
I sang with you the howl of leaving,
never leaving, loving, always loving
the bitter sweet notes,

I'll never quiet for you.
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Given 2012-11-18
Critique I Took To Howling With You

by vespera

Disclaimer: I am not a trained professional writer. I am not a reader or critic educated in literary or poetic forms. I have read many of vespera’s works since coming to light on dA and have always been both touched and thrilled with each appearance.

This work, the mid-piece of vespera’s “Howling Triad” is a tightly woven movement of air upon my lips. Spoken aloud from written score my breath pauses perfectly with no struggle introduced by staggered questioned placement of word, phrase, or break of quatrain’d thought; as with all of vespera’s works there is an elegance in her application of physicality in unique setting to touch cautiously the reader’s emotions and imagination. Each precise component builds upon its predecessor to accomplish, under her control, her experience with form, function, and desired response a perfect work.

There is that Ginsberg echo to this triad, that explosive element constrained by necessity; but where Ginsberg’s “Howl” was deeper in tonality and political, and his urgency to express prior to explosion, and then again in recovery after, while this urgency in his work was always apparent, with vespera’s conceptions there is a gentle smoothness begun in stark visualizations and then rising to her work’s clutch in completion; in this work most particularly. Vespera’s voice is personal, at times a calmness that is unnatural to what is being addressed, but I find that an escarpment concealing and then once traversed exposing the heart beneath.

Thank you for your triptych vespera, as always it is both deeply moving, inspiring, and constructively instructional.

Amanda © 2012 10.19.2012
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RestlessSands Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2013
ive borrowed your title for a found title poem: [link]

;) :heart:
delliversagain Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2013   General Artist
Simple and pretty, like a good bottle of beer really needed.
vespera Featured By Owner Feb 19, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:D You are behind, my man! ;)

Thanks Tones
OnyxiusART Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
AHHHH love it. That last line hit me like someone threw a whale at my face. AWESOME.
vespera Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
:heart: why thank you!
Wordeea Featured By Owner Dec 1, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
feat here/ici : [link] :rose:
vespera Featured By Owner Dec 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
:heart: :heart: :heart:
archelyxs Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2012
"I lost the language for
the pain of bird calling."

This is so lovely! A (belated) congrats on the DD! :heart:
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