Over the month my TOpoet.ca blog following grew to 410! The December WP map show my hits have come from around the world. That the USA tops the list is a sign of election fatigue :-). Bangladesh (একটি উষ্ণ স্বাগত) & Italy (Un caldo benvenuto) are now in the top 10! My Tumblr is at 294. Twitter is at 229 followers.
Picture Perfect: 43 sections, about 66,000 words posted so far with 120,000 approx remaining to be edited then posted. I got a little tripped up in sequence & had to double back, as it were, to get the flow back in order. My rough drafts aren’t all done in chronological sequence so when I started this draft I put the individual drafts in order but messed up a bit. Such is life.
TV viewing: Brave New World & War of the Worlds both came to an end. Brave certainly had the look with, for the men, smart costume design – I could believe those futurist business suits & overcoats; but the women suffered from standard illogical, uncomfortable, super-tight dreck. The plot was a bit of a mess & it’s too bad they based it so loosely on its source material. Final episode was clearly open for a season two (which isn’t going to happen.)
At least the Brave wasn’t saddled with the trite backstory family-turmoil that War of the Worlds drowned in. Again very loosely based on the source material but I am enjoying the diversity of the cast, the diversity of locations. Apparently it has been renewed for a second season which I’ll probably keep an eye out for, despite the disappointing reveal in the last minutes.
Watched an amazing movie: Madeinusa – Spanish, set in Peru. A stranger is stranded in a small mountain village in the midst of one of their religious festivals. The festival reflects the Latino mash up of their ancient beliefs & Catholicism & is stunning. The ritual cutting of the neckties took my breath away. Exceptional & worth searching out.
November was relatively uneventful. Lockdown reduced my outside social distancing even more. The only ripple was an unexpected flare of psoriases – of which I have no previous experience. One morning a trip to emerg to get a rash looked at- they told me what it wasn’t but did know what it was. Referral to dermatology clinic that I went to the next day. The Dr. there took one look & knew what it was. Whew, I guess. It appears as spots not flakes. Anyone want to rub lotion on my back?
Nothing
nothing tastes as good as
being thin feels
the first glance of anticipation
the sweetest kisses
all lose flavour
in favour of the cling tight snuggle
skin shrink-wrapped around
cheeks hipbones
smooth taut as drum
counting ribs more fun
than pulling the petals off a flower
he loves me thin
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the skinny love
slips between the sheets
cool and light sheer as linen
that carves the shape of me
pale in the heavy thick night
I waver
a glimpse of smoke
reach out to stroke
the breathing body beside me
corpulent sighs of pleasure’s resignation
the ghost of a glance come to roost
for a few chancing movements
not heavy enough to dent the bed
perfection
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the weight of sunlight
makes it hard to walk
even buoyed by the adoring glances
of those who envy
the soundless touch of these feet
on the mass of the earth
my blessed opportunity
to dust dance on mother earth
to float shadowless under father sky
leave no carbon footprint
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my clothes weigh more than I do
wearing next to nothing
next to nothing
who could ask for more
boniness is next to adoration
now to get rid of these bones
become shapeless formless
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oh to be free of the body
the encumbrance of personality
that is invested in this skin
deep in bone density
to lose the self
become the nothing
that tastes better than thin
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