Thursday, June 23, 2011

Thomas Lux - Render, Render

The purpose of life is to sing, and there is no sweeter song than one of love. Here is a love song of a poet. The way a poet sings is by writing poetry. His best poetry is the one that is the product of boiling down all elements of his life. Then the poet to shares it with the world with love. So he kisses the world with his poem, the one that has been made from the rose water of his life's elements. He does this because the world deserves to be kissed by his essence.

This is how poetry about true love is written ... Read and hear Thomas Lux, my angel today:

RENDER, RENDER a poem by Thomas Lux from Motionpoems on Vimeo.

Render, Render

Boil it down: feet, skin, gristle,
bones, vertebrae, heart muscle, boil
it down, skim, and boil
again, dreams, history, add them and boil
again, boil and skim
in closed cauldrons, boil your horse, his hooves,
the runned-over dog you loved, the girl
by the pencil sharpener
who looked at you, looked away,
boil that for hours, render it
down, take more from the top as more settles to the bottom,
the heavier, the denser, throw in ache
and sperm, and a bead
of sweat that slid from your armpit to your waist
as you sat stiff-backed before a test, turn up
the fire, boil and skim, boil
some more, add a fever
and the virus that blinded an eye, now's the time
to add guilt and fear, throw
logs on the fire, coal, gasoline, throw
two goldfish in the pot (their swim bladders
used for "clearing"), boil and boil, render
it down and distill,
that for which there is no
other use at all, boil it down, down,
then stir it with rosewater, that
which is now one dense, fatty, scented red essence
which you smear on your lips
and go forth
to plant as many kisses upon the world
as the world can bear!