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I Wonder if She Ever Thinks of Me?

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Runic Realms

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Runic Realms

There are times when I appear to descend through serpentine passages in deep wells towards dungeons where lost love lies, frozen, crystalized; seemingly immobile and immotive.

Passing through fields of vertigo-punctuated screams, for a brief instant I’m kissed by the shadow of phantom heat, fragrant and thick, and as sultry as honey. It seems to scent the air there, perhaps the shades of once might have beens that never were.

My calcified heart, hushed and seemingly frozen to sentiment, starts to stir then, tries to spread tendrils of memory in the direction of somnolent remembrances but is quickly stilled by a cold steel will comprised in equal parts of reminiscence and ephemeral instants of confusion and despair.

A place ruled by ambivalent goddesses, or perhaps more accurately, goddesses of the ambivalent. I wake then wondering why again, I find myself ensorcelled there.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2014; all rights reserved

On Putrescence: a Very Strange Ode for Very Strange Times

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On Putrescence: a Very Strange Ode for Very Strange Times

Putrescence, a natural phenomenon, a cycle in the chain of life, it follows maturity that failed to produce and stayed around a bit more than perhaps it should. The word seems to have a visual onomatopoeic aspect, it looks like what it represents as well as sounding like what it is but perhaps that’s because the concept has melded to the word.

Or has it?

Putrescence in its metaphoric aspect represents not something in a normal state of evolution but something very wrong, something so negative only a metaphor will generate the required emotive response. Something unbearable. And that’s what its onomatopoeic component represents. A distortion of something fundamental to represent something disturbingly distorted.

This week, the third in July of 2014, for some reason brings the word to mind.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2014; all rights reserved