Friday, February 27, 2015

Time

Hour glass girl.
Mama named me Time.
I suckled on the secondhand,
cut my teeth on the edge of night.

A maiden in the morning.
A crone come afternoon.
Sickly by the sunset.
A corpse for the rising moon.

Mama named me time.
I'm just passing 

through.

For Marian's prompt at Real Toads

20 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh. My. God. One of your finest and your work is always cutting edge. I read this with such admiration. Especially love "A corpse for the rising moon." Whew! Spectacular.

Sylvia K said...

Awesome!! as always and what a start for my day -- as always!! Hope you're ready for a great weekend!!

Gail said...

What Sherry and Sylvia times more!

Fireblossom said...

It isn't easy to take a concept like this and not end up with shit for poetry, but yours is snappy, edgy and perfect.

georgeplaceblog said...

Holy Cow.... you've done it again.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

Isn't time ust like that? But you say it in such a fresh, unique way!

Claudia said...

the hourglass girl... even shaped in the most feminine way... love that image... also ..cut my teeth on the edge of night....

Björn Rudberg said...

This reads like the riddle of Gollum to Bilbo.. but better :-)

Outlawyer said...

The hourglass girl suckling on the second hand is particularly striking--I think of second hand as poor--a lot of wonderful double meaning throughout. Thanks MZ. k. (Manicddaily)

Brian Miller said...

and no one can hold on...
it only slips through their fingers...

Susie Clevenger said...

You've rocked this one!

Katy Magee said...

Well that was fun.
But then, yours always are.

blueoran said...

I'll have a shot of the killer diller you just poured. Damn.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is a unique exploration of the phases of womanhood. We're all just passing through.

Marian said...

Beautiful and hard-hitting, just perfect. I think Gillian Welch would approve. :)

howanxious said...

Wow! That is plain amazing. Loved it.
-HA

Shawna said...

"hour glass girl" = our glass girl

Time --- our glass girl.

I love that.

As an aside and segue, you're saying, "Hey, by the way, Mama named ME time [too]."

When you say you suckled on the secondhand, it's code for the second (not first) hand of your mother. Someone else had the first. You were never first to her; you always took the scraps, whatever was left over.

She wasn't even there for you when you were a baby ... when you were cutting teeth; she didn't soothe you. You had to find something else to bite ... the edge of night. The edginess of night. Because of your mother, you're a bit on the dark side ... not all the way in, but on the fringes of being a dark person; trapped somewhere between light and dark.

But come morning, you're a fresh primrose, ready to take on the day putting on your best face, ready to be a princess for the world. Youthful, energetic. But after a few hours, you're haggard, worn out, and feeling old and ugly. Maybe even a bit witchy and evil.

"A corpse for the rising moon." Oh, how I love that line.

Oh my goodness, that subtle change from "Time: in the opening to "time" in the evening. She destroyed you, made you small.

When you say you're just passing, you mean that you're just barely passing for what you're supposed to be: a woman, a wife, a mother --- whatever your roles are, you're barely filling them. And your mother's inadequate love and provision, along with your self-critical spirit, have made you feel this way. Not good enough. Just about ready for death. Dying before you're dying.

That line split at the end was very smart: I'm just passing / I'm through. You feel absolutely done-for. You really just can't take any more "days" of living. And of course, you can't wait to go to bed at night just because the days (literally) exhaust you.

Also, "time" backwards is "emit." And "e mit(t)." A gloved, handsy email.

It can also be broken into "tie me (up/down/back)." And if you change a couple of letters, it turns into "tiny," which is how you feel.

grapeling said...

brilliant, MZ ~

Shawna said...

That was a stupid comment; you lost your mother recently, I remember now. I'm sorry for being an oblivious idiot. Please feel free to delete my comment.

my heart's love songs said...

this is brilliant, MZ!