"Eternal embrace? Couple still hugging 5,000 years later"
way back before words, and before hallmark valentine's day cards, there was love. there was the eternal, because life was short. there was forever in the little moments that make up a day. days were limited, as limited as the sun that set, and chilled lovers to the bones, the nights were cold and the winters were endless, yet time was so short, as fleeting as a glance, as temporary as a night wrapped in the arms of another, 12 hours, 12 days, 12 years, no more, but then there was never less, the urgency of desire was the fire in the fireplace, it was the flames burning the carcess of newly stalked prey, there was only now, then. this news story should have been named "the immediacy of love." but it wasnt because there are no more metaphors, poetry is dead and they finally uncovered the last poets, in some archeological dig. we are living skeletons, dead words, and no one knows how the winds blow through the holes of our bodies, incomplete because we live now, in a time of pre-written love letters, and forever promises posted on cardboard roses and 1-800 numbers, no one knows that we are all only ashes, that can be lost in the crush of a bus against flesh, or an inferno 20 stories up, or the chrome exhaust of a bullet, or just ashes lost in the jacket covered, glove protected, wind chilled, wintered year two thousand wind. but someone discovered all this, and yet they have no idea what they found. "still hugging" no, i correct the headline, "still hanging on" to a moment, what they found was not a hug but love, urgent and real, love more than we know now, love that is "eternal" in its "embrace" because eternity was real in the fleeting moments, in the scarcity of time that barely existed then. then 5,000 years was measured in the heartbeat of another against your chest, not in numbers.
posted by swordpoet @ 4:37 PM
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