Wikipedia. Rodin The Kiss 1889
We're a pair
The fit of fingers
Knuckles, hip, shoulder
Molded for each other
Or maybe it's from
Years of wear, snuggling
Together
Except it's always
Felt like finding my
Matching puzzle piece
Could almost hear the "click"
When my hand slipped into yours
And when you leave there's
Emptiness
In my day, heart, bed
That one kiss goodbye
Is never enough to keep away
Sigh filled skies
So hold me as tightly
As I do you
Both arms, pressed against
My flesh
And carry the memory
The feel of that moment
Until our lips meet again
This is offered for Bill Webb's prompt at Dverse Poets, dVersePoets.com, who challenged us to write real as Rilke wrote to a young poet. “write about what your everyday life offers you; describe your sorrows and desires, the thoughts that pass through your mind and your belief in some kind of beauty Describe all these with heartfelt, silent, humble sincerity and, when you express yourself, use the Things around you, the images from your dreams, and the objects that you remember.” He also suggested that we look at Rodin and I was inspired by the sculpture of The Kiss. It appears to me, that the woman has a more passionate hold, both arms around his neck. Though perhaps if the man lifted his back arm, they'd fall over...anyway, my husband's been traveling a lot and so that's my Rilke every day reality.
The last kiss.. maybe the most painful. and intense.. I feel you have caught the marble here.
ReplyDeleteHi Bjorn! Thank you that is quite a compliment. I love this statue 😊
DeleteThis is very sweet and poignant as the last kiss ~ I like that "fit" that clicks when two people come together ~
ReplyDeleteHi Grace! Thank you, I like how it feels too 😊
DeleteLovely writing! You have interpreted the Rodin sculpture beautifully, making the reader feel the passion.
ReplyDeleteHi Mary! Thank you very much for that generous compliment 💜
Deletebeautiful interpretation.
ReplyDeleteHi Kamana! Welcome! Thank you for the kind words :-)
Deletethe best part of a kiss goodbye is knowing the kiss when you return...smiles...one kiss is never enough...for sure...
ReplyDeleteHi Brian! Very true, I'm looking forward to the homecoming kiss this week. :-)
DeleteYou have sculpted a portrait of love, I didn't notice it until you called it out, but the woman does look more engaged. that was one my favorite sculptures too.
ReplyDeleteHi! Thank you so much for that poetic compliment :-) My sister hadn't noticed it either, and she saw the original in Paris. I love the passion of this sculpture, Rodin was very talented.
Deletelove the intensity of this... a kiss is so much...and those good bye kisses are even more intense cause you know that it takes a while until you hold them in your arms again
ReplyDeleteHi Claudia! Thank you! The sculpture is intense and inspired that. :-)
DeleteLove the emotion of this. Beautiful. It's so painful being parted from such an intense bond.
ReplyDeleteHi Lins! Thank you very much, I was trying to be as authentic as possible. It's very gratifying to read in these comments that the intensity came through :-)
Deletenice interpretation of the artwork...
ReplyDeleteHi Sumana! Thank you, always good to see you :-)
DeleteTo me this articulation defines marriage. That interlock, that becoming physically what all the compromises, conversations, commiserations, history of moving, buying, building, loving, choosing, children disciplining becomes in the end - a oneness, a belonging, a missing that can't otherwise be explained.
ReplyDeleteHi Gay! Wow! Your comment actually got me all teary-eyed. That is exactly how I feel. Thank you so much for the visit and the exceptionally beautiful comment. :-)
DeleteYour poem was a wonderful take on Bill's challenge & the Rodin sculpture. Gay's comment echoes every iota of my response, a loving relationship, a oneness, is the primary stanchion for any marriage.
ReplyDeleteHi Glenn! Thank you very much. I really appreciate your kind words, and I love the word "stanchion." :-)
DeleteThose years of snuggling. Sigh.
ReplyDeletePerfect match of sculpture and poem. Beautifully written, Sara.
ReplyDeleteI adore "almost hear the click". Very sweet - and yes, I agree she seems to have a more passionate hold … but perhaps his hand is light as it is "roving"… ? :)
ReplyDeleteLOVE those "sigh filled skies."
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