Jaguar Slash Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki
Jaguar Slash
Slash me in the forest.
Rip my skin.
Peel away my identity.
Reveal me.
You are more than my totem.
I am more than your lode stone.
You and I spring from the same stream.
We bleed from the same vein.
If I look deep into your eyes
I enter the green of Eden.
If you inhale my breath
You can smell the scent of Heaven.
Together we are the Garden and the Gates.
Together forever we wait
For the world to turn on its lemniscate
And curl us into its Golden Mean.
Is this all a waking dream?
Is this jungle our final sleep?
There upon the altar does eternity burn?
Are we nothing but ghostly smoke?
Ouch! I feel real pain.
I awake to the sound of rain
Beating drearily against the glass
As your hand clenches mine in your sleep.
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4/24/2024 8:33:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I had to look up lemniscate, Suzanne—my first time for that word. I’m not sure I get all of what you intend in the stanza it occurs in, but I find it tantalizing and appealing speaking, to me, of love at the center of it all. -Glen
This poem was written looking at a painting by an artist friend. The idea of the lemniscate and the golden mean is that time curves and it is cyclic. The painting is actually of a man facing himself in the form of a jaguar. It is actually a painting about different aspects of our own psyche. This poem is what I took away from the painting. The reader can take something different away from the poem.