Thursday, March 20, 2014

Avidity



My Moonshine-drinker
Levee-dancer
Shotgun-pumper

Shield-bearer
Unbound as gunnr's horse
Hunting killdeer-wing

Fragile as wolf's-joint
With white-flag
On Hamburger Hill

My Moonshine-drinker
Levee-dancer
Lust-fucker








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22 comments:

brudberg said...

Brilliant Anthony... This is so modern - yet so very strong ties to the classic kenning... you really nailed it...

Brian Miller said...

damn...nice thump to this one....a cadence like a war-drum...like those hips...like those lips..insert rhachet of a shotgun...it was the wolfs joint line that jumped out at me...nice piece sir...cool kennings....

Abhra said...

I agree with Bjorn 100% - perfectly modern and a fun read too. Cool attempt Anthony.

mrs mediocrity said...

Oh, you did this so well, and it really added to the music of the poem. Nice!

Kathryn Dyche said...

Cool write, has real presence and strength.

Claudia said...

dang - powerful images - that's all i have to say...smiles

Scarlet said...

I enjoyed the word pairings - very gritty and rolls off my tongue with a thud ~

Grace

Mary said...

You have nailed the idea of kennings, Anthony! Breathtaking.

kaykuala said...

A cool write with raw hitting word craft direct in nature. Nicely Anthony!

Hank

Anonymous said...

strong like the bite of moon-shine which we used to sample once upon a time. Nice

Bodhirose said...

Very cool...yep you nailed it...strong and powerful word pairings...really enjoyed, Anthony.

Katie Mia Frederick said...

Avidity is a powerful metaphor in taking life by the horns..and staying with it..in all it's spectrum of joy AND tarnish..of living IT to the fullest..and ya have certainly captured IT here..:)!

Aishwarya Magesh said...

that sounds quite new with such new words...... well said

Kathy Reed said...

Wow..loved this and the repetition of the first stanza really adds to the rhythm...

Anonymous said...

It was dhum.. dum... dhum.. in my ears, like some tribal virtue being narrated around a fire.
Good job with the kenning. Very well-penned.
-HA

The Bizza said...

This one really reaches out and thumps the reader in the chest. I loved it.

humbird said...

Rolling sharply...kennings! ~ thanks for stopping by. :)

Anonymous said...

Oh, so primal, rhythmic and fast! Never heard those phrases before, I don't think I did at all.. smiles.. modern indeed.

Lila

Heidi said...

I need to catch my breath after reading your poem. Like some of the others have said, it is very powerful.

Anonymous said...

wow! really great powerful poem!

TCPC said...

strong images!

Unknown said...

There's no "deer killing," Killdeer is a bird who fakes a broken wing to lure predators away from their young; hence, why the line is "Hunting killdeer-wing." It's okay that you feel uneasy - my poetry is meant to make you feel something... thanks.