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11.01.2012

little clown, my heart



Little clown, my heart,
Spangled again and lopsided,
Handstands and Peking pirouettes,
Backflips snapping open like
A carpenter's hinged ruler,

Little gimp-footed hurray,
Paper parasol of pleasures,
Fleshy undertongue of sorrows,
Sweet potato plant of my addictions,

Acapulco cliff-diver corazon,
Fine as an obsidian dagger,
Alley-oop and here we go
Into the froth, my life,
Into the flames!

~ by Sandra Cisneros

xxx

7 comments:

goatman said...

Odd images.
Looks like the verse is trying to fit into some sort of pattern?

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Heart and soul. With pike.

red dirt girl said...

I like the oddity of the images. I can see my own heart, spangled and lopsided and maybe even gimp-footed at times ....

xxx

red dirt girl said...

pike? as in fish?

xxx

Dave Renfro said...

This one is lost on me. I know sweet potatos uproot fairly easily.

Just saying hi!

~Dave

red dirt girl said...

Hi Dave!

To me this poem is a loosely grouped set of images. But interesting images.

I've missed you!! Hope all is well.

xxx

Alberto Granados said...

Naery a year later, someone was able to solve the mistery:

http://www.leicestergalleries.com/19th-20th-century-paintings/d/at-evening-time-study/13108

Thanks, everyone.

AG