Shadowless


from the ABC set The Shadow Cycle

For Sam

I navigate the way through the woods.
I know it well, (as do you),
when to duck under low branches -
where the nettles are.

I can hear behind me that he doesn't.
He curses and groans. I laugh.
(And you, shadow, cling silently
to my heels. Patient.)

I take him to my hill - where the grass
is thinner - and the whole of the valley
stretches out before us like a muse reclining,
conscious of her curving dales.

There is a marker for this spot;
the remains of an ancient campfire,
a charcoal smudge. Cigarette smoke
on silk wallpaper - or bathroom tiles.

We both fold ourselves out, flat on our backs –
a pair of parallel lines. We’re silent for a long time,
I can almost feel the grass beneath us losing
its colour – sun-starved – making our own mark.

(But of course the sun goes right through you.)
Then he politely informs me that I'm getting
more and more like my mother every day –
I smirk but don’t dare disagree.

Conversation turns to our
impending polarization; his journey
to the south - mine, north.
I ignore the dull ache in my stomach.

He knows I want to talk about you -
that I've been thinking about you the whole time.
He can sense your ghost
lying at my side in the grass.

He knows he hasn't quite been alone
with me for almost two years.
(But like you, he is patient.)
I can hear it in all he doesn't say.

He sees the slow sinking
of my shoulders, feels the weight
of my sighs. He can tell this is the decline;
He is waiting for the end, much as I am.

And more than anything, he knows
that one day - soon - we will make this
journey through the woods again.
He will know the path better than you.

And it will just be the two of us.

Him. And me - shadowless.

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Comments

insertponceyfre... | June 29, 2010 - 19:00

lovely poem Magic - I like the way you play the three characters against each other, if you see what I mean

MistakenMagic | June 29, 2010 - 19:02

Thank you insert! I do know what you mean and I'm glad you think it's effective :)

Thank you cherry fairies!

Magic xxx

Beeme | June 29, 2010 - 21:15

Well done on the cherry Magic, richly deserved as ever. I really enjoyed. I love this stanza;

"He knows I want to talk about you -
that I've been thinking about you the whole time.
He can sense your ghost
lying at my side in the grass."

I think you have used the brackets very effectively.
I also adore these images;

"Cigarette smoke on silk wallpaper"

"losing its colour – sun-starved – making our own mark."

"like a muse reclining, conscious of her curving dales."

I feel there is so much beauty in this one Magic and the narrator's 'voice' is very strong in my opinion which is compelling to read. This is one of my favourite's of yours. I think you should be very proud, you're an amazing poet.

Beeme xx

MistakenMagic | June 29, 2010 - 21:25

Thank you for such an indepth and praising comment, Beeme! I'm so glad you like this one as it took quite a lot of editing to get it right and it's about two people very close to my heart ;) Thanks again for being such a supportive, loyal reviewer!

Magic xxx

Tornado | June 29, 2010 - 22:50

What a great job you have done on this one! I like your comparison with the line: "A pair of parallel lines". Never to intersect; I think you summed it up nicely. Excellent job and congrats on the cherries!

LKilby | June 29, 2010 - 23:08

This poem is awesome. It brings old memories of woodland to the surface, and mixes it with the colours you provide, and the characters.

It's most definetly a compelling read, and a well-deserved Cherry, among your many :)
Your an excellent poet.

Liam ~

MistakenMagic | June 30, 2010 - 07:53

Thank you Tornado! Glad you liked this one - this is a very special poem for me so such positive feedback is really appreciated ;)

Magic xxx

MistakenMagic | June 30, 2010 - 07:55

Thanks Liam :) I'm glad you could take so much from the poem!

Oh and welcome to ABCtales!

Magic xxx

o-bear | June 30, 2010 - 09:31

I know nothing about poetry but for me this reads more like a compelling little short story, with very effective imagery and leaving lots of details out to give the reader much to think about. A great read thank you!

MistakenMagic | June 30, 2010 - 09:37

Thank you o-bear! This is one of my more narrative poems so I see what you mean :) Glad you enjoyed the read!

Magic xxx

LKilby | June 30, 2010 - 11:10

Thanks for the Welcome Magic, that's very kind of you :)
It's not as such what I can take from the poem, it's what your skill in writing had to give ;)

The ideals constructed by the poem were vivid and easily conjured in the imagination.
A skillful piece :P

Liam ~

MistakenMagic | June 30, 2010 - 11:13

Thanks again for such lovely feedback Liam! And I hope you enjoy your time here :)

Magic xxx

rjnewlyn | June 30, 2010 - 15:52

Much better than the way this is done in stories and films (getting through bereavement, letting go of ghosts etc) I think because of its focus on the small moment that says a lot more than a narrative can - allows the readers mind to stretch away into past and future and capture a much better story.

Or something like that (the point of poetry I suppose).

Rob

MistakenMagic | June 30, 2010 - 16:01

Thank you for your insight, Rob! I agree, and that's what I like about poetry - it's power to communicate something in a few stanzas when a novel might need a few hundred pages to do the same!

Magic xxx

Kahdai | June 30, 2010 - 17:30

The story told so short, of something to be from ancient campfire & woods, nettles, reclinig hills, to one day soon. As with ghosts & shadows, often the silences mean more. K xxx

MistakenMagic | June 30, 2010 - 17:45

Thank you for your thoughts kahdai, glad this one spoke to you, even if it was about silences ;)

Magic xxx

Dynamaso | July 1, 2010 - 01:01

Powerful words, Magic. Really came alive in my head. Loved it. BTW I've sent you an email.

Mark

MistakenMagic | July 1, 2010 - 08:20

Thank you Mark - I'm glad this one came alive for you! I've just read your email and am now deciding on which piece I'm going to pick ;)

Magic xxx

Silver Spun Sand | July 1, 2010 - 18:01

It's all been said, Magic and I'm so sorry I got to the party late...again;-)

Speaking of which, I hope you have a ball tonight, quite literally.

Wonderful poem and many congrats on the more than deserved cherry.

Tina xxx

MistakenMagic | July 2, 2010 - 10:07

Thank you Tina! Always better late than never ;)

Magic xxx

kheldar | July 10, 2010 - 20:31

Enjoyed this one immenseley.

David xx

MistakenMagic | July 10, 2010 - 21:17

Thank you, David! :)

Magic xxx

maggyvaneijk | July 20, 2010 - 13:24

wow, another beautiful piece of work. It's hard to remember poetry is made up of words when I read yours because you paint the scene so well, the landscape just unfolds right in front of me.

MistakenMagic | July 24, 2010 - 20:53

Thank you, Maggy! Glad this one painted a picture for you ;)

Magic xxx

Nathan Bednarek | July 28, 2010 - 00:34

'We both fold ourselves out, flat on our backs –
a pair of parallel lines. We’re silent for a long time,
I can almost feel the grass beneath us losing
its colour – sun-starved – making our own mark.'

Just beautiful. Another amazing poem. I’ve been away for a long time, but it's good to come back to something like this. Well done.

Nathan x

MistakenMagic | July 28, 2010 - 19:54

Great to hear from you again Nathan! Glad you enjoyed this one ;) Thanks for the lovely comment!

Magic xxx

darkenwolf | July 31, 2010 - 09:24

if i had a but a fraction of your talent i would be a great poet indeed - absolutely brilliant!

MistakenMagic | July 31, 2010 - 12:49

Wow! Thank you so much darkenwolf for such a lovely comment! Much appreciated ;)

Magic xxx

darkenwolf | July 31, 2010 - 13:08

the truth costs nothing; i mean every word!
:)