November 12, 2017

Poetry: “Ex”

Cloud-free cornflower sky:
Blue peeking through
Cracked lattice,
Strung out on
Weakening chickenwire.

Blown-glass bubbles,
Buoyed by saltwater;
On cooled-coffee breeze,
Cutlery flies.

Neon metal arm rests,
Vegas-esque.
Red umbrella rejection
Equals
Stay tuned for the sequel.

Patterns piled,
Suspended on purpose;
Diagonal orgy
In the shape of an
Ex.

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“Ex”
© Jane Bled 2016-2017
All Rights Reserved.
Lattice

Lattice © Jane Bled | DIA Japan Gallery

L’Arc-en-Ciel, arguably the best Japanese rock band, has oodles of sublime songs in their musical arsenal; but “Forbidden Lover” has been my favorite since the moment I discovered it over ten years ago. Time and time again, I let it pull me in — happily submerged in the depths of departed-love muse-evocation.

Rise high, this heart of mine
Higher than the whirling bad dreams
These feelings towards you which I now free
Spread light on a faraway land
In a day which will one day come to a new world
I wonder if we will cross paths again? — English translation by Hitokiri Naty