Kristian Lorenzen

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A Fair Lady (The Immaculate) - Poem by Kristian Lorenzen

“The Immaculate”

She lies on the bed
With her lap-top
She watches her favorite TV-show
It has 32 seasons
She thinks the characters are realistic
It’s an intelligent show
And she would like you to know
In fact
She thinks of herself
As someone who is very good at finding
The few
Authe ntic
These are two of her favorite

Her friends are authentic
And she is
Wasting her time
It’s nice
Turning 28
And have such
Consistent opinions
On various matters
Soon she will get her
Master’s degree

She is accurate in her use of
Terms and concepts
Not sloppy and over-excited
She keeps little notes
On various topics

One shouldn’t just reproduce
It’s not always
She knows a lot about ethics
Stuart Mill

She can pick the right clothes
Even when the lights are off
She knows her wardrobe well
All the drawers
All her interior
And she knows her stomach well
Her appetite
It’s delicate
Like the rest of her
Maybe even

She doesn’t give
After intellectual
Happens rarely, though

She hates when people are
Too kind
She prefers a neutral
Debate forum
Too much kindness makes people
Receptive to hollow talk
Which can be
And more importantly
Dullness is the price of
Intelligence< br>She believes

Her body rejects
After midnight
At all hours

Ave, ave! Mulier!
Plena gratia!
Plena nullo!
Plena nemine!

Benedicta est elegantia tua!
Et vocabitur elegantia altissima!
Benedicta est umbra alba frigida tua!

Soror tua, ea nutrix senex
Te salutat
Ex litore cinereo
Maribus eius, sacerdos mutus
Stat ante templum torrentum

Ea manús suas lavat
In aqua infecunda
Laudans silentium Dei

Ave, ave!
Filiae meae!

“Your sister, the old nurse
Salutes you from the grey shores

Her husband, the mute priest
Stands at the burning temple

She washes her hands in sterile waters
She cuts a sly smile
Praising God’s silence

Blessed be your paths!
My daughters”

Comments about A Fair Lady (The Immaculate) by Kristian Lorenzen

  • Daniel Brick (7/1/2014 11:01:00 PM)

    A note: My literature teachers in college were influenced by the British and American critics called the NEW CRITICS. They advocated an impersonal approach to literary criticism, for example, you NEVER assume the voice in a poem is the poet's voice, and so you refer to that first person figure as the speaker. It prevents wrongful identification. And for this poem I wouldn't want to misconstrue the central figure.) Could we conclude there is a love-hate relationship between the speaker and the subject, perhaps like Catullus's I LOVE, I HATE or is that too extreme? The speaker is very pointed in his negative reactions, It's almost as if he feels the woman should be aware of her personality quirks, and he is bothered that she is completely oblivious. She comes across as someone who is devastatingly intelligent and admirable in some things, and in others - let's just she disappoints the speaker and he is pained by these lapses in her personality. My favorite section of your poem is the Latin closing passage - that's what made think of Catullus. I've added this poem and WATERS to my Poetry Collection! ! Both merit re-readings to bring me closer to the poems' undercurrents of meaning. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 27, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 27, 2014

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