Tuesday, June 25, 2013

The Next Feeding


The immediate concern
of every living being
is the next feeding,
the next nourishment.

Some feed only
on food,
others on love
and affection,
and others still
on bitter memories
and bile.

I drink in sound,
season them with images,
but ultimately feast
upon ideas,
sometimes slowly and precisely
as a gourmand,
sometimes ravenously, without care
like a glutton.

This is the immediate,
unrelenting motif
of this life:

feeding our hunger
by righteousness
or anger
or piety
or satiety.

Nothing exists
without some kind of
food.

Even in those prized
golden moments
of orgasmic afterglow,
when my most intimate desires
has been sated,
sweat trickling
down the side of my face,
my heart slowing
down to reverie pace,

I catch myself
thinking
what’s the next thing
I get to eat.

[Posted for #OpenLinkNight at @dversepoets.org - poetic fun awaits ye!]

47 comments:

  1. its a hard discipline not to focus on the next thing and just appreciate the one you are in...and what lives is what gets fed too...the emotions we birth within us...you sent me a couple directions with this write man...nice...

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    1. Thanks, and this came about because last night I thought, "OK tomorrow morning I'll get donuts on the way to work."

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  2. i think we have un-learned to live in the now & i wonder what it is that drives us to always think ahead, to always jump mentally to the next thing instead of enjoying the moment... def. lots of food for thought in this...

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    1. Thanks, glad it didn't give you indigestion.

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  3. hungering for emotion isn't gluttony, though... it's so intrinsically connected with the drive for life. without poetry (& etc), i think many of us would wither away in emotional starvation...
    i think there are many 'zombies' who already have..

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    1. Actually, in one sense I see gluttony as an act of being in the moment- the aftermath, though, leads me to regret.

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  4. Oh, man. Isn't this the truth? Oh, to truly live in the moment. This is something I am praying for, every day. Well done, my friend.

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    1. Thanks, De. I can't live in the moment today, but I've pencilled it in for tomorrow.

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  5. I'm god-awful at being in the moment... to the point were it takes away from my current enjoyment. curse/gift it is... very nice...

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    1. Thanks, writers are always in the moment in the act of creation, I think.

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  6. I can't even meditate without thinking what I'm going to do as soon as I finish meditating! This is universal truth and brilliant work, Mosk.

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    1. Your comment made me literally Laugh Out Loud. Reminds me of the Richard Lewis line where he says "After I orgasm, my thoughts to turn to 'Any frozen waffles left?'"

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  7. I love the image of the food we need.. and I'm glad I don't feed on misery and bile... I started to think about what my food is... you certainly put some thoughts in my head... Great to reflect on these things

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    1. Thanks, I hope my food for thought isn't junk food.

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  8. Whew! I'm going off-line to make blueberry waffles with maple syrup!

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  9. Marie Howe's "Prayer" comes to mind... Well done.

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    1. Thanks for the kind comment.

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  10. Mosk, this is so very true. So much of life is about thinking of the next feed..if not of food, of something else. We are a bit more 'subtle' about this than, let's say dogs (at least mine), who are always waiting for the next meal or a hand out or for a crumb to drop. Sad sometimes about humans letting food fill them up when what they really would like to feed on is something else that is missing in their lives

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    1. Yes, don't I know it, as I look around my desk for something to snack on.

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  11. So true! We all feed and think about the next feeding--

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    1. This started with the image of the hummingbird at the feeder on my patio. All she ever thinks about is flying and eating. Lucky bird.

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  12. I am thinking of the next meal too but then again its because I am a mom and must prepare ahead ~ If the meal is the metaphor for the next "level or thing", then I agree on striving for more & more ~ I like to think I am content for the moment, but really I am thinking of what to do or write next ~

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    1. I agree. I am usually content for the moment, and then when I write, I become the content. :) Thanks!

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  13. Interesting concept, always looking for our next feeding. Yet in reading your poem I can see it's true, whether looking to feed our bodies, our minds, our creativity. Quite well conceived, this piece!

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  14. Why ice cream, of course!

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  15. Ain't it the truth. Takes a lot of grub to keep us sweaty humans going.

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    1. I know I takes a lot of grub.

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  16. You captured something very basic here, Mosk...we are all huge maws...waiting for nurture in some way...wonderfully done! ~jackie~

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    1. Thanks, you got it - I was speaking partly abstract, partly thinking of donuts.

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  17. Fair go! I'm trying to reduce my weight and NOT think about food! :-/

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    1. I've been trying to reduce all my life.

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  18. Oh, so true!
    And I love the deeply pronouncing tone of your poem - reminds me of Oscar Wilde's 'De Profundis'.

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    1. Thanks, and now I'll have to look up De Profundis. I appreciate being put in the same sentence as Oscar Wilde.

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  19. Next meal, next snack, next poem, next program on telly ... thought provoking piece. Enjoyed it.

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    1. Thank you, and now on to the next comment... :)

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  20. this is a sad truth, though you you put it to us so well... :)

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    1. Coming from La Poetessa who puts sad truths so well, this is quite the compliment.

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  21. I love food, I love the process of preparing it, cooking it and eating it. There is a sensuality to eating together with a loved one. A most enjoyable poem, Buddah. On the other hand, there are people who are starving and that saddens me. People should always have enough to sustain them.

    Pamela

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  22. That's pretty great right there.

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  23. Oh see, now I'm not going to drink that glass of scotch, in favor of lemon water.

    A phenomenal write. ~ M

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  24. happy thursday man...hope your week is going well...and thanks for popping in...smiles.

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  25. the second stanza really reeled me in. we all do crave something—it's good you know what your vice is...

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