Kundera Says

Kundera Says

A Poem by TheNewerLisa

Left Out at the Gate


Kundera says
   “…love begins at the point
   when a woman enters her first word
   into our poetic memory.’’*

Step inside you say and
I stumble as I cross
The threshold of your awareness
To meet your ghosts of loss.
With barriers so high at
Your fortress of resistance
I hear your warning cry as it
Rings across our distance.
Is this palace an illusion filled with
hope for future years?
Or a remnant of past encounters
that color present fears?

Scraped against your boundary I’m
Surrounded on all sides
The ghosts advance to taunt me
I’ve no handhold, and no guide
I feel as though I’m sinking
In some primordial stew
As words rush to defend me
Tumbling out, they offend you
I know I need just one word
Just one word that holds the key
That word is still a mystery and I
can’t enter,

your poetic memory.

*From Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

© 2008 TheNewerLisa

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Oh yeah that was great fun...makes me want to know more of the mind of the writer. Makes me want to squeeze that word right out of her...Kundera eh...lovely!

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Added on March 30, 2008



Reston, VA

Ballet dancer, jazz singer, graphic designer, photographer, lover of people and animals alike...artist temporarily captured in this earthly plane, here to learn and share. These poems are not all str.. more..