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Forbidden Fruits

oh my big cousin a dusk gaze beamy lashes a little temper how foggy you are forbidden fruits of knowledge through bathroom keyhole once she spanked the boy but punishment was more like a hidden caress luckily she died before I grew up enough to do stupid things unfortunately I still try to look for her in my foggy hell *** WRITER'S STATEMENT *** All of the above is a first-person fantasy. The Freudians and champions of morality have nothing to do here. As Vladimir Nabokov said in one of his interviews: "The author in the process of work never identifies himself with the protagonist..., his character lives a free, independent life; in this life everything is predetermined, and no one can change its measured pace". Well said, Vladimir. Metaphysically, that goes for all of us too. 21.07.2019 Multiple-Haikus Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Jamie Pan Syllables Per Line: 5 7 5 0 5 7 5 0 5 7 5 0 5 7 5 0 5 7 5

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/2/2019 10:25:00 AM

The disclaimer for too many want to attach the writer to his/her writing. Sometimes we are but oft were not. Enjoyed the write. Kissing cousins are a thing when the beautiful grow up together.

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 8/2/2019 4:10:00 PM

Actually, this is a very old problem. As old as the reader personalizing himself as a protagonist) As for the cousins, I believe the artistic truth justifies any writer's theme.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/28/2019 1:45:00 PM

And I see down here you didn't really have an older sister, but I got a kick out of the image. I was on the recieving end of such an escapade when after my bath, I saw a chair outdoors beneath the bathroom window that my stepbrother had taken outside to stand on.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/2/2019 10:26:00 AM

Oh no, Andrea! I hope you blackened his peephole eye...lol

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 7/28/2019 2:48:00 PM

Thank you, Andrea. I wish I had a big sister like you. I bet my poetic life would have been a different thing)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/28/2019 1:42:00 PM

wow, you went dark and deep with your poem. I love how you did your set: very original and fascinating verse.

Charles Messina

Date: 7/21/2019 9:24:00 PM

I commend you, my brother Kurt...I can relate to this...Great write thst can only come only from one whose lived the same experiences that I have lived through.. sending some love brother...Charlie

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 7/22/2019 6:12:00 AM

Thank you, Charles. Actually, I didn't have a big sister, but that doesn't change the artistic truth of this poem. Rays of respect)