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Jezebel - Nobody wears a white coat any more...
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
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Jezebel
Clarabear asked me about Jezebel...and so did Jefe and a couple of others. So here's the answer...she ...is one of the only images in my poetry that I don't know who she represents.
Archetypically, she's the ultimate wicked temptress, embodiment of sin and evil. She was rebuked by the prophet Elijah for her wickedness...and eventually when she died not even the dogs would touch her body.

But my symbols don't always follow reason.
And every time she shows up in my poetry, I'm begging her for something...

Look at the other poems she's been in...
take me by the arms
and pull me down
this reality is too harsh for me
look.
look!
Into my eyes and see you
not the one who slid a catlike glance
but me! my you are
mine
and this reality can't stand that word
no
never
not
me not you not us
i can't live before you and i
won't after you go on for long
so take
me by the arms and pull me down
down to where you are
o,
and Jezebel,
love me.
        NsK 14-8-96
            those eyes

don’t lie jez
     i know you know my ways
   you crossed my path today
               jezjezibel
my love

           don’t sigh jez
our love my love can save
     you took my hand today
                 jezjezibel
my love
 
                don’t cry jez
i meant to make you stay
       you broke my heart today
                    jezjezibel
              my love

don’t fly jez   
        don’t let this slip away
   you said goodbye today
                jezjezibel
                      my love.
NsK 13-02-01
		"Reine"

So I don't know, Clarabear. Maybe she's my love affair with wishing I were bad and hedonistic and uncaring. Maybe she's something else. Maybe she's me. Can't tell.

now feeling:: indifferent indifferent
now hearing:: Various Artists - Living In The Country

4 whispers echo . o O ( ... ) O o . whisper a word
Comments
feathered From: feathered Date: October 29th, 2002 06:15 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)
Or maybe it's just a nice word/name. Jezebel. It's nice to say. I like the poems. All three of them. Not as much as the ones about me, though. ;)

I like it when you post explinations of your poems as well as the poems themselves. Because sometimes it's hard to tell what they mean. I think I've got some of your symbolism worked out, just 'cause I've read a lot of them.
ayradyss From: ayradyss Date: October 29th, 2002 06:25 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)

Maybe...

...I could write a whole freakin' dictionary of symbols. I'll try to throw a few more in when I post poems.
Just for you.

From: (Anonymous) Date: October 29th, 2002 09:40 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)

Jezibel

Something old something new something lost deep within you.

I believe that I've seen a few other poems with jez in them and she seems to be a rather encompassing figure. The illustration of the unknown complexities of your inner self. She seems to be the turmoil that fills you and yet the calming influence that binds your soul to this realm. All that you love, all that you fear, all that you seek, all that you are...in essence everything and nothing. I guess the best way to describe her is as a wild card. She makes her own moves because she is the cat that makes her own paths. I know this is a flakey comment. Im a flake I'll admit it. But, thats my take on it. Jezibel is everything.
daimones From: daimones Date: October 30th, 2002 10:54 am (UTC) (etched in stone)
I like the most recent incantation of her name in your poetry. And perhaps she is the imagery. Perhaps not. Some symbols are symbols because words do not suffice.
4 whispers echo . o O ( ... ) O o . whisper a word