As McCarhy on an inflorescence without the grim, indurate context of a bad gunman...

[leondacter]

Light, concomitant to tactility, concomitant to redolence, shone through, a bitterly bright elucidation of her beauty, to speak, to fixate in the prismatic globe of the mind or memory toward some stupefaction of self, and no doubt he felt himself dissolve in the wash of his own perceptions, in the splash or refraction of light from the eye, the

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[pooperman]

Is this yours? I like it.

I can't seem to read your poetry when it is posted as poetry--perhaps the visual form assaults me, the "this is really really poetry" form that tells me I'm not worthy to judge it.

This paragraph (actually, this very long sentence, now that I look more closely), however, I would still consider a poem, regardless of the visual form. I confirm my intuitions by reading it aloud.

Breath on the back of a woman's neck is always an image that simply assaults my aesthetic sense (in a very good way).

Various.

[leondacter]

It is. I actually fashioned it after the writing of Cormac McCarthy, who some would say writes novels of narrative poetry. I understand your trepidations with the overtly portentous structuring of a lot of poetry. I developed this heteronymic poet named Kenneth Oliphant years ago and I tend to use him as my outlet for poesy and poetasting and poeticizing, etc ect. Originally, all he wrote where these unbroken strings of language, grandiose and magniloquent and whatnot

Re: Various.

[pooperman]

I fought the urge to consult the dictionary on words like "syzygial", since for the most-part I think I knew their correct pronunciation. I had guessed that the words were used (quite effectively, IMO) for how they sound more than for what they mean.

John Ciardi wrote, and my college poetry professor pounded into me almost every day this quote: "There are no ideas but in things." Whatever idea you may wish to express with this poem, the image of the warm nape of a beautiful woman, perhaps ecstatically-reacting to the feel of my breath on it, just plain works. Now that you've captured my attention, you can tell/sell me anything (although I might miss it, because it will remain hidden in its subtlty behind the not-subtle image that is attempting to express it).

:-)