Maggie inspires poetry

"WATCHING YOU STRIP / MY DAUGHTER"

"Words evaporate (laughable)
breathing you in
in the bleached bone beam
of 760 souls perched
just like me (hypnotizable)
never did I dream
of how full you'd unlock all
the heart/lung/liver
wildness wilderness
blood flow of asteroids -

(It's driving a fucking Maserati, babe,
is what it is. Shit!!) -never did I dream this...

and so some critic's knife will try to cut
(just like Medea's logic, I suppose,
before her smiling children)

-But dies are cast, my girl proud, and so the knife?
And what? of them and theirs?
This is the stream that moves to lakes and rivers
rocks and ocean tides of something oh so far
much grander all than waht the critics see
and who they've been and what they think they know.
The future stretches out her nasty reach
and you can't hide. The growing hurts -remember
sudden ten year old longs arms knocking down a
glass? -and now you move in heels and silk
with grace that takes our fear away.
The growing hurts (and scares the weak!)
And much to learn (of course! Of course!)
Be humble, sure (but stay the course
of something so much larger now than us
or them/or king/or pauper/plumber/niece)

Unleash all of the sun flare's rage
And bet your ass you're in for it (the thick of it)

the rise and fall of all
that now has come before,
amen (no woman's friend,)
will fight you hard

but all tides turn (some modulations, yes, of course)

-but bray away
unloose old Zeus
and weep and cringe
till the cows come in

(Of course, the
fragile shit:
we walk across
the Julia Roberts dizziness
and tenderness etcetera

but how much MORE is
what I saw -to lead us all
to kingdom come? No,
queens to come! the strength of mothrs
grandmothers
great grandmothers
great great grandmothers cut fall
loose

So

look out, folks
my daughter strips
the eyes
the hips
the cheeks
the lips

the power of this!

The journey of the femenine
is soon to be put right again."

-by Stephen Gyllenhaal-
(extracted from from "Claptrap: Notes for Hollywood")