Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Numbers And Words

In numbers, I'm naked -
"maybes" calculated
on the anxious
abacus
of my ribs.

In words, I am a feast -
a banquet
for the beasts
unleashed
by what actually is.

For Open Link Night at dVerse

38 comments:

Pat Hatt said...

Very interesting images you portray, I hope your ribs aren't too bruised haha

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Loved this, especially the last stanza

Brian Miller said...

the abacus of my ribs...great turn of phrase...i am a feast...nice...a banquet for the beast, well maybe not...consumed...

Claudia said...

i prefer words to numbers anytime..

Susan said...

How to use you well . . . especially if one prefers feast to famine! Very Neat!

Steve E said...

GRRROWWRR! "What's for dinner, BEAR (not "bare") woman"?

"Your favorite...RIBS!!!"

Daydreamertoo said...

With you all the way on this. Numbers and I'd starve to death. lol
Ab fab imagery MZ

Laurie Kolp said...

Love your analogy... It's the same for me.

Marian said...

oooh LOVE it, love the rhymes and the cleverness! yum.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Loved the simplicity and brilliance of this writing! Merry Christmas to you and yours, Mosk

Anthony Desmond said...

abacus of your ribs... very nice

Luke Prater said...

great use of the metaphors in both stanzas. Humorous and strident poetry. Just enough to pack a punch.

Leanne Dolby said...

Great use of metaphor. Loved the ribs/abacus image. Strong and multi-layered meaning.

jasmine calyx said...

If I were you, I would say "I'm a feast" so that the sixth line will parallel the opening line (using "I'm" rather than "I am"). I think this will make the rhythm even nicer than it already is. Great sound throughout.

I find "a banquet for the beasts unleashed by what actually is" to be the very best part. But the whole thing is right on. Great work. How cool that we were in number sync today.

Fireblossom said...

Maybe I've known you too long, but when you talk about numbers, I get visuals in my mind; numbers that enumerate order and disorder, safety and disaster and the tightrope in between. It's very hard to explain in words.

And then, the words. I'm not sure if this is what you meant, but I read it as a rich world of imagination which is consumed too often by the beasts of workaday reality.

In all, a tense, uneasy poem, really well put. None of your other commenters seem to see it this way, but that's how I see it.

Mary said...

'Unleashed by what actually is' --- this is wow. I enjoyed this, MZ.

ayala said...

Awesome write !

She Writes said...

I love it when a writer plays with words from math. Lovely.

flaubert said...

Wow, mama, what a concise piece packed with so much expression. The opening pulled me right in. Good stuff.

Pamela

mrs mediocrity said...

Your words are always a banquet... This is just delectable.

Kelvin S.M. said...

..very nice transition on this...

smiles...

Arron Shilling said...


in the beginning was the word . . . by the end there may be only numbers remaining, but they wont be called anything so they'll be boring . . . lol . . . i was hoping to go deep with my comment but i ended up with a squib but rather a squib than

3.14159 26535 89793 23846 26433 83279 50288 41971 69399 37510 5820974944 59230 78164 06286 20899 86280 34825 34211 70679

i dont believe in PI but i do believe in PO :D

nice work mama!

jasmine calyx said...

Here's what I see in meaning:

The numbers section is talking about who you are when stripped down to the "bare-bones" essence---as in a numbered list, a rating system, or binary code. It's simplified, glaring truth. I see you presenting yourself naked to men for approval; over the course of your life, when you've just given yourself in all honesty (feeling very small and insignificant---a low number), you get maybes in response.

But this has more to do with how you feel about yourself than it has to do with how others see you.

But in words, you can dazzle and shine. When you write, you become something people desperately desire to possess. You can create yourself anew, becoming anything you want to be---turning yourself into a feast.

And in the ending is the twist. What you actually are is clever (even when you feel like what you are isn't worth much); you are a woman who has great ability to "release the leash." But only when you're working in words, stepping away from fact sheet, the database, the record you're keeping about all your flaws.

And when the beasts (who once said maybe but now gulp yes) are eating you up, they don't even realize you're the same girl who couldn't get their attention when working in numbers but can make anything happen when you're given access to words.

Or maybe this isn't right at all. But it's what I see.

Ginny Brannan said...

" calculated
on the anxious
abacus
of my ribs."

I both the alliteration (anxious abacus) and analogy between "calculated," "abacus," and "ribs" (as something you can "count" on) Clever. Nicely penned.

Kerry O'Connor said...

a banquet for the beasts unleashed..

I like the way this sounds!

Fred Rutherford said...

wonderfully worded. The abacus, how cool. Thanks

Sabio Lantz said...

For some of us, numbers and words are the same language and equally exciting and amazing. It depends on how far you got in math -- or in language. :-)

my heart's love songs said...

"the anxious abacus of my ribs"

"beasts unleashed by what actually is"

wow! stunning, MZ! absolutely stunning!

Uneven Stephen said...

Cool poem, wonderful cadence. I love the imagery of "abacus / of my ribs".

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Love words and love numbers and love your words!

Anna :o]

manicddaily said...

I love best here the idea of the abacus of the ribs. Well done. k.

Kim Nelson said...

Like you, I am a words woman. Just the way it is. Bounty.

Lázaro Rojas said...

Delicious piece.

Semaphore said...

Provocative. I love the image of ribs as the parallel rows of a beaded abacus.

Other Mary said...

Wow - this is great. I love the contrast of numbers and words and all that implies.

Laura said...

beautifully expressed.... and I must admit the same is true, true, true for me!

Chris Lawrence said...

short and brilliant many thoughts trail from this

Bodhirose said...

Numbers can baffle me...well, I guess, sometimes so can words. I like this, MZ.