walking between time,
my river’s not
as impressive as the Moskva,
wind blows hard, umbrella crashes
in my hand,
i hold it, wet, pressed tight
against my hips to keep my hand warm,
whistle, oh, not that i could but–
closer to the rocks,
dark clouds, i–
caN You hEAr me–?
(the wind
howls loud, the only sound),
hands squished hard
around a thin line—
i (do, Don’t, plEAse, NO–)
let go–
do/should/ i–
have to–
F a l l – - – -
like Gandalf,
dragon on my heels– i’m
not a wizard though, there’s
fragments of a life, reflects
in muddy puddles in the black,
from my headphone,
sliding sound of fingers
caressing the guitar neck,
i crash,
under a pulled tight hood
around my face, (the wind–), tears,
rain, blood, sweat– and
–you can’t see me.
.
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Fragments of a life — all wish to be seen. The tight hood cannot hide, and the guitar strums louder than the wind. Enjoy New Year, Claudia, with or without umbrella.
Great poem to start the year Claudia! May there be many more… Happy 2013!
awesome Claudia…very real!!
Hello! Claudia…
to be seen–
“i crash,
under a pulled tight hood
around my face, (the wind–), tears,
rain, blood, sweat– and
–you can’t see me…”
Thanks, for sharing your very poetic words [thoughts] as the New Year begins…once again, Happy New Year!
deedee
oh dear,,,if you literally fell probably no one noticed or if they did would have helped you…I felt the rain ..and the walking between time..;)
‘F a l l – - – - / like Gandalf, / dragon on my heels …’ sooooo NOW Claudia ~ you may not be a wizard, but you’re wizard with words ~ great capture
Great poem to start the new year Claudia. Thanks so much for all you do. Happy New Year my friend. So happy to have met you. Looking forward to the future.
The first few lines hooked me and I though t of being caught between time past and time future…the need to see the past but so needing to be seen as moving to growth…a better time…with all the pain..still felt under that umbrella. Maybe I’m reading into it…it’s still a beauty!
There is something quintessentially modern about the experience of this poem – the travel, the Gandalf – the headphones, the fragmentation – even the sense of not being seen in that moment – it is super interesting. k.
I might not be able to see you presently…but you will be seen in 2013 through your giving of words. Cheers!
the overall thought of being seen/being heard…i think we all want that…to be held as significant…there is an intense frustration right there in the middle of this as well….the gandalf ref made me smile…maybe i will buy you a razor…smiles…the walk was probably a good escape though…smiles…happy new year claudia…
Don’t we wish we can just fly like a wizard? I like the reflective lines here~
fragments of a life, reflects
in muddy puddles in the black
Cheers ~
A wizard of words you surely let flow and yeah I wish I could use magic to cheat and win some dough haha
I could feel the wind pulling. We’ve had howling winds in Georgia this winter. You nailed it. Happy New Year.
you have a way of pulling this reader into whatever moment your create. I live every word
I identify with being muted by the wind. I lost my voice over Christmas. It was a weird sensation not being able to communicate, to yell when need be. I felt invisible at times.
May all the dragons be the friendly kind in the New Year!
Here’s hoping that the winds of 2013 will be kinder to you…happy new year!
Wow, Claudia–so strong, even in the breaking. Love this.
Loved these lines claudia. Thanks for sharing and Happy New Year to you and Yours.
walking between time sounds like the perfect place to be. sometimes, being invisible sounds perfect as well. love the dream-like feel to this.
If I can’t see you, you can’t see me! Loved this Claudia…the mention of Gandalf and the magic evoked…the poets all be on fire today! Happy New Year
(and OpenLinkNight!)
Ahh… love your mention of Gandalf… just saw The Hobbit. So much to think about here, lovely images. Happy 2013!
beautiful Claudia! Happy New Year!!!
I find it difficult to write serious poetry … it always feels contrived or trite. In contrast, your words are wonderful.
Claudia, that’s really scary.
Awesome…what fun this was to read. Happy 2013 to you Claudia
I love the way the title works with the first two lines.
Mmmm, nice: “i hold it, wet, pressed tight
against my hips to keep my hand warm”
I like this line break: “caN You hEAr me–?
(the wind” Either you are asking the wind if it can hear you, or you are saying that you are the wind.
Yes, yes, yes:
“hands squished hard
around a thin line”
“i (do, Don’t, plEAse, NO–)
let go–
do/should/ i–
have to–
F a l l – – – -
like Gandalf,”
“fragments of a life, reflects
in muddy puddles in the black”
“sliding sound of fingers
caressing the guitar neck,
i crash,
under a pulled tight hood”
“and
–you can’t see me.”
Geez, girl. You have been on fire. I love this poem. The ending, especially. The art of disappearing, and the contrast between the desperate need to be seen and the desperate need to not be seen.
A falling star? A timber? We are so fragile, we might fly away.
Wonderful write, Claudia. Vivid and deep.
Nice atmospheric piece of writing, Claudia. A happy new year to you and yours.
Pamela
This made me shiver…I felt as though I was trying to emerge from a really bad dream. Well done, Claudia.
“F a l l – – – -
like Gandalf,
dragon on my heels– i’m
not a wizard though, there’s
fragments of a life, reflects
in muddy puddles in the black,
from my headphone,
sliding sound of fingers
caressing the guitar neck,
i crash,
under a pulled tight hood
around my face, (the wind–), tears,
rain, blood, sweat– and
–you can’t see me.”
Love the imagery in this Claudia. Feeling soaked to the bone and a little bit bruised just reading! Well penned. Happy new year to you
This piece just hooked mme from the beginning Claudia–Happy New Year!
beautiful, Claudia. and Gandalf had an appearance, too! aw…
if i were to quote each favorite line, i would be citing the entire poem! if you were actually hurt, i hope not too badly.
no wizard could weave such magic as the spells cast by your wonderful words, Claudia!
wishing you a new year filled with amazing surprises and almost too much love and laughter and hugs and smiles!
♥
We all want to be seen and heard. Beautiful, Claudia. Happy New Year.
dragons can bring you down…but that leads to some beautiful art…loved every line
Thanks for the drink – and the poem is wonderful too – good enough to drink in fact.
feel of cold rain and the anger of feeling helpless against the fall – wonderful, Claudia, And thanks too, for your encouragement – all your comments are so appreciated. Hope you and yours have a joy filled 2013. K
Wonderful poem. You pulled me right into the rain! Happy New Year!
music of the guitar… much like the wind?
ah…you always have the ability to take us there with you…wherever ‘there’
might be
..aren’t we all goes through same stage in life… wanting to be seen & recognized beyond our physical being… i feel you Claudia… i am like invisible in this world… so li’l me to be noticed… ah, yes… my salvation is poetry…
peace & love for the rest of the year Claudia… and smiles.. happy new year….
Really like this!! Especially “sliding sound of fingers
caressing the guitar neck,” which is one of of my absolute favorite sounds ever!!
I love being invisible – this is so filled with sound – Love the differing rhythms
This put me immediately there, contemplating…falling. Well written. Thanks.
I have to add my appreciation and applause
for the final sections which really close the piece
with a memorable, blowing kiss of goodbye and tails off into
the image bank, for keeps in anonymity
set in melancholy.
Thanks Claudia all the best
There’s such an energy of living, a searching and experiencing, it almost feels like a part one and i’m left wanting the rest, in a good way
love the use of parenthesis here Claudia. Really strong right to kick the poetic year off. Love the feelings detailed and the imagery here. The Gandolf reference was nice as well. Thanks. Hope you had/have a great New Years
I love the way your words invite us to share the moment with you – and the way you include so much detail makes that sharing more real.
Happy New Year to you and yours Claudia.
Miriam E sent me here – I am learning albeit slowly to grow with my poetry. I am grateful she told me about you and I look forward to reading more – thank you.
windswept adrenalin. great poem
loved being buffeted by this piece. Really caught the feel, the sense, the thought stream, the emotion of this moment. Such condensed writing – and love the use of graphic elements to increase the impact. Excellent read.
Sorry Claudia, but it is a very negative attitude you picture. And I have no patience for it.
SICHER
Jesus Christus ist ein schütz.
Das Vermögen ist. Benütz!
Sicher Menschen sind dabei.
Immer macht die Wahrheit frei.
Just asking: Is it your opinion that a poem should never express negativity?
M
O, “to be seen” when she wishes, when necessary, when heroic in the inner everyday! I felt a nightmare in the poem, half nightmare, half the glory of the imagining to be able to slide there invisible, to fly with dragons, to fly from dragons! I walk like this, wrapped in fantasies, thin lines like earphones and umbrella handles and tunes grounding me in the present, fighting me in the wind, helping me fall splat in reality when I was not looking. I am not sure of your intent here, but this poem delighted me into my own dreaming, walking, hoping. If this is you, may God continue to bless you with your poetic tongue and keep you safe for street and bridge crossings!
It always needs courage to live between your inner world and this hard world outside
I respect that courage. I often wish to be able to get invisible… Beautiful poem 
Wow Claudia…this read to me as quite an anxious poem, with referneces to falling and sacrifice…maybe references to a moment of loss of confidence, or like gandalf, falling to protect the once you love….and the close ‘you cant see me’- showing a self awareness, and the desire to hide away….emotional claudia….and i love it
Beautiful poem. I loved the Gandalf reference, having seen The Hobbit a couple of days ago. Happy New Year to you and yours!
Greetings from London.
I’ve got to watch the Tolkein stuff — so many poets are dropping those images of late.
Hidden in a hoodie as the wind howls, though, I get that image. Invisible in a troubled world.
Very nice work, vivid physical descriptions that reveal a troubled emotional state. I think the best remedy for cold hands are someone else’s warm hands!
there is a dense edge to this poem, with exacting tension. it’s pulling us to look at feelings of anxiety and angst.
Great sense of being buffeted between raindrops and gusts – nice metaphor potential too!
Very engaging imagery Claudia. I loved this.
graceful writing that puts the reader where your at.
Colorful and felt! To be seen and heard or not.
I found a lot of bold mystery in here
i think of your umbrella as a shield…
Flowing swiftly through the darkness
in life….
Incroyable.
Loved the Gandalf comparison
…happy new year!
wonderful and brilliant and the best to you for 2013
I thought initially this was going whether when I got to”fall”..gave me goosebumps for a moment..thanks Claudia…smiles
Even the inclement weather becomes a dance in words of your life. Wonderful!
Oh, dots and sparks all across the wires here!