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the word’s sound,
said slowly, scissors
scissors, is
the sound of scissors doing,
metal edge shearing scraping-close
past its mate, its opposite,
its beloved enemy sword,
scissors scissoring forth the sound
of scissoring scissors,
slim metal beak speaking
its own thin metal name,
the word, the deed, the sound, the fact
pivot into integrity together
at the swivel pin in the center joining
in smooth work
the fiercely utter opposites
of the handles’ loops and the blades’ points.
Scissors, closing,
make an opening,
declare an end there
and a beginning here,
fate and the fateful tool of fate,
open as chance, sharp as choosing,
fast as danger, smooth as beauty,
scissors still or moving,
silent or whispering,
make of the hand a hungry bird
with a quiet voice,
as time itself is
a quiet-voiced hungry bird finding
the cut of petal from bud, unfurling
of fruit from branch, falling,
of the word, scissors, cut open
to the sound of scissors closing.

By Lance M. Loder

Editor’s note:  I heard a reading of some of Lance’s work this weekend.  Upon his death, he left his ‘body of work’ to his good friend Christian Swenson, who has his own impressive body of workPosted by Sue Zalokar


Written by lickmypoetry

June 2, 2010 at 6:57 am

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  1. This is fantastic, Sue. I hope that you will be able to post more of his work. Or let us know where we can find it. A google search did not come up with anything but this.



    June 2, 2010 at 1:30 pm

    • Thanks. Funny you should mention that…..I’ll work on getting you some more of his stuff. Sue


      June 2, 2010 at 9:45 pm

  2. sharp post..
    well captured images..


    June 3, 2010 at 3:33 pm

    • Thanks Jingle. Glad to see you around. Thanks for reading.


      June 4, 2010 at 7:17 am

  3. I’ll never say the word again without hearing it and seeing it – like a morning meditation. Lovely poem. Thanks for this.


    June 6, 2010 at 6:40 am

  4. […] all of his poetry and writings, Christian Swenson.  I was mezmorized by Swenson’s reading of ‘Scissors’, a poem PoMotion featured earlier this month.  A few emails later, Swenson agreed to the idea of […]

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