Monday, January 10, 2005

Oneiric 1 (The Moon Lantern)

Its paper skin, so tense and fragile,
holds the sublime power of unnatural

The cold light from its
miniature heart whispers ultrasound

Round, it hangs from a
shelf, in still loneliness.

A moon lantern in the dark:

nothing but a half-sleep snapshot
in vivid haziness, a subliminal
message from dormant


A smooth and ghastly sphere,
it reigns through inexpressive eyes.
It smiles a red crayon line, in
paralyzed reassurance.

At once,
it cradles me
in incense-flavored

It's inanimate flattery through
my permeable brain;
and it keeps me enslaved,
and void-bound.

It's a countdown to innocence
as time rewinds its tape;

and a purple wave envelops me...

And I don't mind.

Copyright © 2005 Anna Piutti



stan said...

vivid imagry, nice structure.

P.D. Gourlais said...

I've wanted to comment on this one for a long time since you've discussed this poem in emails with me!

You bring such a beautiful personification to this object that I know you hold dear,

You give it a heart,

"miniature heart whispers ultrasound / lullabies." I love this for it echoes the beginning stages of life to me-- the moment when the fetus is imbued with a detectable heartbeat. :)

"it reigns through inexpressive eyes."

And still, I believe there's a very maternal feel to these lines,

"At once, / it cradles me".

It's almost as if it is producing a renaissance within the narrator,

"It's a countdown to innocence / as time rewinds its tape;"

or some magical rebirth.

Penso che è fantastico che tua zia ti ha dato questa lampada a incandescenza.


Anna Piutti said...

Thank you so much for your comment!

This poem sprang from a vision, a recurring dream I used to have. I have no idea where it came from, but I felt as if the oneiric realm were connecting me to a different plane of reality. At the time, I didn't have the lamp I have today, nor did I own any objects which resembled it. When, two years after I wrote this poem, I was presented with an actual lantern, I was very happy. Sometimes, when I look at it, I am reminded of my own creation.

I really appreciate your feedback :).