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Oct. 16th, 2009

07:34 pm - Constant Craving

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 Now would be a good time to quit,
Said the pharmacist with red hair.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow--
You will feel better.

Yes, I nodded my feverish head
And carried the medicine home . . .

Perfect moments must eventually
Give way to the physical self.

Now I recall dining with the queen,
Laughing at the actors on stage,

Now I recall the polite doorman,
Holding back the heavy door,

Now I recall our evening walks
Dispelling every doubt we had.

But constant craving doubles back
Like a charmed snake;

My heart is never full.

More Poetry . . .

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From:ext_198566
Date:October 17th, 2009 01:34 am (UTC)
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Leaving a comment is almost like intruding on the lonely and melancholy atmosphere of the poem. But I thank you for sharing it.

Years ago I knew a junky who said, "Drugs don't lie."
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From:altheabashar
Date:October 17th, 2009 01:45 am (UTC)

thank you

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I'm not sure what this poem means, especially how it ends and it's almost bothering me . . . I may continue it
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From:altheabashar
Date:October 17th, 2009 01:56 am (UTC)

last line

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I added a final line, "My heart is never full."

I think that gives it closure, and hopefully rounds out the meaning of the poem.
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From:ext_198566
Date:October 17th, 2009 02:10 am (UTC)

Re: last line

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I got that before you added it. The part that is vague to me is the pharmacist. Is it an actual pharmacist, or a metaphor for the person who doles out drugs (but a drug dealer wouldn't want his client to quit)? And I wonder if there is a connection between the pharmacist's red hair and the narrator's feverish head?
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From:altheabashar
Date:October 17th, 2009 02:16 am (UTC)

Re: last line

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Actual pharmacist; in fact, I'm sick with the flu right now; so it is quite literal

The pharmacist gives me medicine to make me feel better; not a drug dealer
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:October 17th, 2009 02:56 am (UTC)

poem - "Constant Craving"

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The image of the "..constant craving doubles back/like a charmed snake" is so evocative. I think your poem expressses, more deeply, a yearning for something more than drugs?
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From:altheabashar
Date:October 17th, 2009 03:01 am (UTC)

Re: poem - "Constant Craving"

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Yes, it is a yearning for something more than drugs, Ms. Tansytrue.

I took out the line, "only faking possession" because I felt it complicated the metaphor.

Now I feel the poem is done.

Thank you
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:October 17th, 2009 04:36 am (UTC)

Re: poem - "Constant Craving"

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I'm such a noob when it comes to replying in new formats, so 'anonymous' is @TrinaMb - wanted to let you know I read your offering, and it reads to me like your relationship with cigs - am I close? I am a tad confused by the last line. No worries though, as it's your experience with it which matters mos.
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From:altheabashar
Date:October 17th, 2009 06:30 am (UTC)

Re: poem - "Constant Craving"

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Yes, Trina, the first part with the pharmacist relates to me quitting cigarettes . . . the last line involves a deeper craving.
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:October 17th, 2009 05:00 pm (UTC)

Re: poem - "Constant Craving"

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thx, cravings constant, though not always consistant, eh? Love is a drug, or so Bryan Ferry sings... :-)
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