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When space is silence…

Words, sounds, and space

Where?

Posted on June 19, 2014 By adcitlali

 
I want to be in the city someone forgot to build    
right in the middle of dreams    
where there is nothing to hide    
 
A city fueled by a passionate sun   
who writes temporal poems on afternoon clouds    

A city at night covered by black-winged butterflies
whose flutter sparkles abstract motifs on an ever-changing sky

I want to be where tears and pain are shown
as much as laughter and joy
Where contrast is welcome
paradigms are broken
truths challenged

Snow & Fire

Storm

        Desire

I want to be there …


_____Adriana Citlali
XIX-VI-MMXIV

Written for dVerse | Poetics : Around the world and Meeting the Bar ~ Repetition, Repetition, Repetition

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Comments (18)

  1. Tony Maude says:
    June 19, 2014 at 8:55 pm

    Sounds like a great place to be … somewhere where honesty is more important than appearances

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      June 19, 2014 at 8:59 pm

      That’s the place! 🙂

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  2. Gabriella says:
    June 19, 2014 at 8:56 pm

    Wouldn’t it feel right to be in a place where we do not need to wear a mask or hide our emotions. I like how the repetition highlights your yearning for such a place.

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      June 19, 2014 at 8:59 pm

      Thank you, Gabriella.

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  3. brian miller says:
    June 19, 2014 at 9:04 pm

    ah so you wanto go to NYC…i will be there at the end of july…i will look for you….smiles….
    lovely i wanna visit that city as well…it sounds a rather delightful place….

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      June 21, 2014 at 6:32 am

      I would not mind going to NYC! It is a good approximation … smiles…

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  4. Steve Shultz says:
    June 19, 2014 at 9:29 pm

    Sounds like an awesome place to be. Great poem.

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  5. Anthony Desmond (@iamEPanthony) says:
    June 19, 2014 at 9:34 pm

    the opening line is really great; loved how that want for a place of nothingness rains throughout the poem… nice write

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  6. Mary says:
    June 19, 2014 at 9:49 pm

    I would want what you want. It would be so nice if all emotions would be acceptable and able to be expressed freely! I like the repeating line you chose. “I want to be there” too!

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  7. Victoria C. Slotto says:
    June 19, 2014 at 9:58 pm

    Stunning writing. Nice, subtle use of repetition but above all the beauty of the poem itself and the sense of freedom in that place not yet born. Kinda made me want to put on some music and dance!

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      June 21, 2014 at 7:01 am

      Ohh! Do dance! Dancing is liberating and a wonderful way to express ourselves.

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  8. Grace says:
    June 19, 2014 at 11:20 pm

    I admire the passion in your voice ~ I too would like to go to that city smiles ~

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  9. Starralee says:
    June 20, 2014 at 3:17 am

    Beautiful, yes.

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  10. Sumana Roy says:
    June 20, 2014 at 9:17 am

    what can be more beautiful than “A city at night covered by black-winged butterflies”…love the freedom……..lovely, lovely flow…

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  11. bridge2vision says:
    June 20, 2014 at 2:44 pm

    That polarity you articulate so smoothly here – I believe it is the very basis of the energy that comes together in some kind of creative act and forms whatever we desire. The land you describe – that’s where I want to be with a whole lot of folks who are passionately exploring and experimenting with creating what all we want.

    Beautiful. Thank you for letting me visit that space ‘n place.

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  12. arathi says:
    June 21, 2014 at 7:16 am

    every one wants to be in that city..smiles..loved the flow of your poem..

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  13. Bryan Ens says:
    June 21, 2014 at 3:04 pm

    Your first line completely drew me in. Wonderful poem.

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  14. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    June 21, 2014 at 5:36 pm

    Such cities.. a dream to be in.. and most important to be part of.. the butterflies sounds better than the lead clouds i see here outside…

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