What Does Love Feel Like?

What Does Love Feel Like?

A Story by Katherine Rose Whitmore

All the love I’ve ever felt has either been unrequited or familial and
platonic. Thus, I cannot perfectly comprehend what orbits the world of
relationships. I hear love as a pounding ram against the barred doors of
one’s ribs and see love as four pupils leaping from their sockets and
colliding midair in a torrent of understanding. I feel love as a
nauseating grip on one’s viscera and taste it in the bitter darkness of a
roasted house drip. I smell love in the hazy musk of Opium perfume,
with its pepper and jasmine and sandalwood swirling about me in a
cloying caress. My senses struggle to discover Love as its literal and
release its hyperbolic figurative sense. But as all lost things which
one struggles to find, Love continues to elude my sight, my touch, and
my taste. It is only when one stops looking and finds simple peace in
the present that the searched for becomes found. But patience is not my
virtue. And I do not know what I am supposed to find.

© 2010 Katherine Rose Whitmore


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Well, as writers, esp poets, we tend to lift love upon a pedestal, feeling almost unworthy to also be lifted or guilty for lowering it for our benefit. I like the imagery and details, the ram pounding, the opium perfume, hazy musk, sandalwood swirling, - very visceral. However, the poem began to lose momentum after "hyperbolic sense". It became more of a journal entry than a poem (prose, albeit). I would like either an astonishing metaphor, an apt image, or maybe some other insight into the psyche of the character. BUT, that's just me. Like I said, what came before was awesome. OK, I gotta go to judge American Idol now lol

Posted 10 Years Ago


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wow Katherine .....I feel sadness after reading your poem.... beautifully written nonetheless ...
My chapter, Divinity of Woman may inspire you
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Sri%20Gawn%20Tu%20Fahr/649233/

Posted 9 Years Ago


Convoluted

Posted 10 Years Ago


Well, as writers, esp poets, we tend to lift love upon a pedestal, feeling almost unworthy to also be lifted or guilty for lowering it for our benefit. I like the imagery and details, the ram pounding, the opium perfume, hazy musk, sandalwood swirling, - very visceral. However, the poem began to lose momentum after "hyperbolic sense". It became more of a journal entry than a poem (prose, albeit). I would like either an astonishing metaphor, an apt image, or maybe some other insight into the psyche of the character. BUT, that's just me. Like I said, what came before was awesome. OK, I gotta go to judge American Idol now lol

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very well written piece. It is sad really. No one can perfectly comprehend the world of relationships, not even Oprah's Dr. Phil. Love can not be found for the person seeking. Love finds you when and only if you are open to it when it comes around.

nice write

Posted 10 Years Ago


you will know, you will absolutely know when love finds you, are you sure you haven't seen it already? your description is so very beautiful, and I haven't yet seen love's mug shot up on the post office wall

looking forward to reading more of your words

Posted 10 Years Ago


wow, what beautifully rich wording, you definitely give 'love' a character of its own through the senses. i love how your descriptions are heady and dark, how your love isn't all pink hearts, roses, and stuffed teddy bears, but almost dangerous in nature... 'the hazy musk of opium perfume' is such a vivid line for me since my mom used to wear that, and that is *exactly* how love would smell :) it's great that you gave this piece a bit more depth by making love so out-of-reach for you, something you (and all of us, i suppose) are continuously searching for... great job. *fav*

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow.
*Bows in adoration*
I really enjoyed this piece and sadly I am the complete opposite of this. lol
I see love everywhere I go, and usually it gets me into a lot of unwanted trouble. heh
Nice story though.
Great imagery and depth in your story.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Katherine Rose Whitmore
Katherine Rose Whitmore

Los Angeles, CA



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