Loose Words Letter #17
Abstract Thoughts in a Representational World
Welcome to the weekly newsletter from Loose Words. These letters go out every week, on Thursday morning or afternoon, and highlight many of our published poems from the past week. We hope that these poems find you reconstituting what a balanced life should look like.
“Abstract painting is abstract. It confronts you. There was a reviewer a while back who wrote that my pictures didn’t have any beginning or any end. He didn’t mean it as a compliment, but it was.” — Jackson Pollock
Think about that quote as it relates to poetry and how abstract our words can be. They don’t need to be representational to touch someone.
These letters are an opportunity to catch up on poems you may have missed during the past week. We post a few lines from each one to give you a preview, but we encourage you to read the full version (all friend links so anyone can read them) of the ones that leave you thirsting for more. A one-minute read could change your whole day.
Each week we feature one of our contributing poets at Loose Words on our homepage and in this letter. This week it is Paul Mulliner. Paul is a philosophical writer and digital artist. Read 6 of his poems on our homepage this week.
Two weeks ago we introduced Collections to Loose Words. Collections are groupings of poems with an overall theme. You can find Collections on the home page underneath the Featured Poems, the Guide To Publishing Poetry on Medium, and the Featured Poet sections. We have released On Love, On Mental Health, and this week we are releasing, 40 Fans.
40 Fans features 10 of our most read and appreciated poems, all from different poets. This section is a great way to get acquainted with multiple works around one theme, as well as to find poets you haven’t read before or ones you shouldn’t miss. Take a look at our Collection this week and see what you’ve missed.
Loose Words From Last Week
“careless from the paint-stripping
confrontation the skin peeling
heart wafer thin enough to flutter
in a light disinterested breeze”
from oranges. Sheets
hanging on the clothesline
covered in daddy’s
“I have these memories
and I want to bury them
along with the time we spent together”
“You hold my wrongs so tautly against me.
It reminds me of my own immorality.
I castigate myself so completely.”
“There is but a sliver in the mind
To this, of dedication to my lifetime
As you go about the trivial nerve-racking visage
I’ll be a memory soon forgotten in the heart of the sob”
me — another soul
lost in the
“Yet there is no rain
Just our tangled roots
And our deficient soil to blame”
“Stillness calms mind and body equally
of the pain that drops in with no invitation
like a nosy neighbor,
a sigh of relief — the sound of stillness.”
“To walk beneath cathedral moons
reflected in the lake of glass
Thankful for the strange, distorted
faces and their calling, up from memory”
“I muse if there’s a buyer out there
who will take them and lend me
a moon which is not stained with
“I cannot find peace
with this invisible string
tied by a power I fear.”
“Across the way you wave.
Waiting for lightning to strike.
The sky’s angry today.
She’ll take it out on someone.
You or me?”
“Hello? Can anybody hear me?
Can they hear anything or can anything be heard at all?
The phone line has been dead for months”
“Two full years of being sick of it all
Two full years of banging head to a wall
Two full years of calculation
Trying to omit too long duration”
Loose Words is a diorama of the thought bubbles of the universe, told through poetic verse. We appreciate you being here.
“Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.” — John Keats