(Watercolor, Jane Kohut-Bartels, 2004, Untitled)
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O Absalom,
Ensnared by long hair in the
Boughs of an oak,
Pierced through the heart three times–
The shimmer of life now faded.
I,
Pulled into mysteries
So abandoned by love
Now given over to lust
Charged with stolen rapture
Dizzy as a drunken dervish-
One hand upward to Heaven
One hand spilling to Earth
Skirts stiffened with sins hard as stone
Corrupted over a life time and now–
Flayed on an unending mandala.
Mystery of Life,
Unstoppable desire,
O beautiful Absalom,
We float upon a divine river
Entangled in the reeds of human wanting.
This is our nature,
This our calling while
Flesh answers flesh.
What quarter be given when the heart is
Overwhelmed by passion’s excess?
Lie still–
Let the waters cleanse our loins,
Mud of the banks soothe our wounds,
Our blood mingle with the floating grasses,
Our hearts sink beneath the surface.
Let the rivers of Babylon
Carry us away.
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Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2016
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October 20, 2016 at 8:40 pm
A song, played with lute and recorder and drum. The flow of the poem sways and ebbs as our passions. I like the painting too, you are so talented.
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October 20, 2016 at 8:48 pm
oh my…..this carries such emotion. Favorite line:
“Skirts stiffened with sins hard as stone” This is amazing imagery with such visceral tone to it. Wow!
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October 20, 2016 at 9:13 pm
Thank you, Lillian! It’s not new….has some few years on it…and I have revised it (the beginning stanza) a couple of times. Not sure that I am settled with it yet. But the words of an old Linda Ronstadt song: “let the rivers of Babylon carry us away” have haunted me for many years…way before I was a poet. Thank you, Lillian!
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October 20, 2016 at 9:16 pm
Thank you, Brian. I think the thing behind any talent is trying things….as I am not trained…self-taught. Sometimes that works, and sometimes that puts you on a long course of struggle. LOL! Yes, it’s a love song. It would have to have instruments appro to the time. Thank you, Brian. I will be over tomorrow as the tasks of dinner, dogs, cats, chickens and laundry are calling my name. LOL!
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October 20, 2016 at 9:17 pm
Gorgeous! I especially love these sections:
“Boughs of an oak,
Pierced through the heart three times”
“One hand upward to Heaven
One hand spilling to Earth
Skirts stiffened with sins hard as stone”
“now–
Flayed on an unending mandala”
“Lie still–
Let the waters cleanse our loins”
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October 20, 2016 at 9:20 pm
thank you, Mist Twine…I think Ihave never been satisfied with the first stanza. I’ve rewritten it a couple of times, but still….. the rest is ok by me. but it raised a question: when is a poem ever finished…and in hindsight….can it be improved? I think many times it can be. Thank you so much for reading and your very kind comment. Jane
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October 20, 2016 at 9:29 pm
I live about 5 hours south of you if you ever get to Florida.
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October 20, 2016 at 10:29 pm
Love the line “skirts stiffened with sins hard as stone”. The last stanza is simply gorgeous, as is the paintung. Such multiple talents
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October 20, 2016 at 11:14 pm
Hi Toni….first, thank you for reading and your lovely comment. I’ve thought a lot about this ‘multiple talents’. I think one discipline feeds into another. There are no Chinese walls between these things. However, it’s hard to convince people that this is so. At least in my experience. I have a birth family that is talented in music, but they only stay in music. As my mother, who at 96 is not a nice person (and no sign of dementia…yet) said: “I can never be truly proud of you because you haven’t let me (her) into your artistry”. That sentence is a caution. I think it is right and proper to not let certain people who prove to be so into your ‘artistry’…whatever the Hell that means. LOL! When people (like my mother and brothers) prove to try and dismiss what someone else can do…or does….it shows their own narrowness in thought. Why shouldn’t we push ourselves to try new things and to master (hopefully) a new skill? The music feeds into poetry, the poetry definitely feeds into painting….and vice versa. Everything in life contributes to this…IF we only allow it. You know yourself what I am talking about. The only thing I have found to ‘close myself off of’…are sadists and naysayers. To me, they will destroy any attempts at broadening yourself. Peace. Oh…one other thing. I read this out to a nun….Sister Marie…an Irish nun in her 80’s. She thought it would be Biblical. Hah! Her face reddened and she couldn’t sit still. I realized that what she ‘expected’ certainly wasn’t what I wrote. LOL!
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October 20, 2016 at 11:16 pm
Thank you, Brian. My husband comes from Miami. I hate Miami….especially at Xmas….but Florida is a lovely state. It’s got water on three sides!!!! Land locked Atlanta is poorer for this. Some day we just might meet. I love to meet other poets. What good is life if we isolate ourselves from those whose hearts and minds think in these mediums?
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October 20, 2016 at 11:40 pm
I would love to meet in person. I’ve had the best times with fellow bloggers in person. I mean, it’s not like we would meet for a munch. 🙂
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October 21, 2016 at 12:15 am
I love your painting as well as your passionate voice ~ The last two stanzas specially moved me Jene ~
Let the rivers of Babylon
Carry us away.
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October 21, 2016 at 1:45 am
Thank you, Grace. Those words I carried for 20 years before I found a reason to use them. LOL! Thank you for reading and your lovely comment. I am going to try to paint more this year…landscapes and birds of prey seem to be it for me. And as you know….I will post a comment here on my blog about your submission tomorrow. It’s a lot less frustrating than to try to fit my wp to your carrier. Thank you, again, Grace.
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October 21, 2016 at 1:48 am
LOL! I bet not a handful of people here know what that is. LOL! Yes, I have met other bloggers, and with the exception of two….(one was a Dom in Montreal…a sadist…I was there for a master class in belly dance…37 degrees below zero that week.) my meeting in person with other bloggers has been a good thing. Hopefully, we can meet someday. Until then, I really enjoy your writing.
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October 21, 2016 at 2:05 am
Well, I had to look up Absalom and saw that he is a person from the Bible. My Bible knowledge is limited but I enjoyed your writing of him. Or maybe you just borrowed his name. I tend to scan other comments and saw Brian’s reference to a “munch”…okay now I’ve learned something else from reading your blog and comments! Lol!
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October 21, 2016 at 2:29 am
I imagine not! Poor nun. How sad about your mom. How sad about your brothers. I think it is great when peeps have multiple talent. My greatest talent is my cooking after which comes swords…my husband loves to watch mr juggle knives, lol. I am not a good poet but I do enjoy it and enjoy writing it. I can’t draw worth a flip but I can make flowers out of veggies…go figger!
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October 21, 2016 at 3:36 am
You captured he beat of life well. I especially like “Entangled in the reeds of human wanting”.
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October 21, 2016 at 4:24 am
The biblical connection with the humans make think of Song of Songs.. also I think that the flow of words has something of a dreamy turbulence, of snaking eddies touching like extended arms..
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October 21, 2016 at 8:43 am
Blown away!
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October 21, 2016 at 10:32 am
Thank you.
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October 21, 2016 at 10:33 am
Works for me. Thanks.
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October 21, 2016 at 10:33 am
Thank you, Nan.
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October 21, 2016 at 10:39 am
Anyone who can handle knives or swords has my attention and respect. LOL! I started fencing at 45 and it’s really a young man’s sport. It almost killed me. I have never worked so hard at something. LOL~! And anyone who can make flowers from veggies has my total respect! My family are fundamental Christians..(except my mother who is an atheist…works when you are a path. narcissist…you play for narc. supply) ..not the kind ones, the intolerant and judgmental ones. my brother and sisterinlaw destroyed one of the oldest Epis. churches in Savannah…along with their friends…saying it wasn’t ‘gospel’ enough. That was a cover for their anti-gay beliefs. I think you are a wonderful poet. I love your work.
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October 21, 2016 at 10:44 am
ROTF. Bad Brian. LOL! I am not biblical at all. The intolerance of my birth family towards anything different than what they believe has kept me from religion. If I had to push myself, I would say that I have great respect for Shinto. Mostly Fudo and Jizo…my two favorite deities. Of course, this gets me put in the corner with many. LOL! I don’t remember how I came to the Absalom name or issue, but I must have had some knowledge of him. Where, I haven’t a clue. LOL! Thanks for reading, Gayle.
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