“SHOUT OUT” by Marcus Elman


Naked in Neptune’s rocky nest
I shout out in the blue pool
Shout out to self
Shout out like lightning slashing

through deadwood

Through the dead night of dreams swallowed by time
Through the echo ringing on the cinder cone of soul
I raise my voice: the wing-ed wail; shout down to whom
I’ve always been.
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6 comments

  1. lkthayer · December 15, 2010

    Marcus, this is very powerful, some of the best work I’ve read from you, bravo. Great images & simplicity that packs a whallop! Lisa 🙂

  2. Monica · December 15, 2010

    Thanks so much Marcus for sharing this beautiful poem with us. Remembering to return to self, the authentic part of us is a great message. Please give us more. Monica

  3. Nick Orchard · December 16, 2010

    The precise observance of a man who knows the sand in an hour glass. Your friend Nick

  4. Alexis Rhone Fancher · December 16, 2010

    “…shout down to whom I’ve always been.” And haven’t we all been there? Another mind-bending poem from one of my favorite poets!

  5. Roz Levine · December 16, 2010

    Marcus,
    A resounding poem, one that resonates to all of us for what we are, what we can be, what we’ve been.
    xoxo
    Roz

  6. ELLEN HOFFMAN · December 18, 2010

    SO INSIGHTFUL…….SO VISUAL…..I CAN SEE THE PHYSICAL SPACE
    OF THIS CREATION.

    THIS POEM HELPED ME REFLECT ON SO MANY THOUGHT AND FEELINGS.

    LOVE……YOUR ADMIRER ……ELLEN

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