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    Quote Originally Posted by PrinceMyshkin View Post
    What a glorious poem. It almost cries out to be set to music: "almost" because it seems already to have been.
    Thank you Jerry - this remains a pivotal poem for me; it was the point where I thought 'Yes! I can do this poetry thing.' and so I think I will always have a fondness for it.
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    Quote Originally Posted by TheFifthElement View Post
    Thank you Jerry - this remains a pivotal poem for me; it was the point where I thought 'Yes! I can do this poetry thing.' and so I think I will always have a fondness for it.
    But isn't it dangerous to conclude that one can do "this poetry thing"? Someone once asked Auden (I think it was) how he felt after writing a poem, to which he replied: "I feel like a man who might never write another poem."

    Now, PLEASE don't let that spook you!

    And I can't help wondering if that feeling you had was like making love and feeling that one had finally, at long last, got it right!
    "You must be the change you want to see in the world." Gandhi

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    Quote Originally Posted by PrinceMyshkin View Post
    But isn't it dangerous to conclude that one can do "this poetry thing"? Someone once asked Auden (I think it was) how he felt after writing a poem, to which he replied: "I feel like a man who might never write another poem."

    Now, PLEASE don't let that spook you!

    And I can't help wondering if that feeling you had was like making love and feeling that one had finally, at long last, got it right!
    yes indeed! Of course we are only ever as good as our last poem, or our next perhaps?
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    It's probably true that the last poem holds sway over whether it will be the best or not. My recent last poem is my personal favorite. It's about imagining a scream in a dream, which may not sound like something at first, but the poem is well crafted. It's all one sentence, too, which is nice for a fourteen line poem. It unifies the theme and makes it read like a sentence that has one beginning and one explanatory end. I would post it here, except that would probably nullify my chances of seeing it published in a magazine, for example, because posting it online is considered publishing . I have quite a few Shakespearean sonnets written--this is one of them, so that the poem stands out is exceptional. I'm Benjamin Anderson by the way, author of Sirens of Morning Light and Eighteen In Cross-country Odyssey. You should be able to see my poem out in print soon (not too soon). If I remember, I'll consider publishing it by the time I've published the book of poems.

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    this one:

    it is corny when love is wicked
    and when it is not
    it is insipid
    it looks clear
    but the intention
    to fear
    is evident
    love adores
    you to adore it
    but when you ignore
    it
    it internally
    appauls
    jealousy to its awe
    claws
    at the ready
    it draws
    I hope you thaw
    to seize it is slow.
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    Hard to choose from my collection; for today I choose this one:

    Lost


    the bobcat hunts
    lost is that
    tacet clarion -
    the still noon

    tail bent
    north to the lost
    this still as bone
    cat couchant

    lost is the silent
    tao blur -
    that cool-tint
    note chants bach

    no cotton lace
    that's it - still -
    the sabbath
    the unicorn lost

    2/15/2016 Each stanza an anagrammatic representation of the lines:
    "Narcotics cannot still the tooth/that nibbles at the soul" by dearest Emily

    Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
    tailor
    tailor

    who am I but a stitch in time
    what if I were to bare my soul
    would you see me origami

    7-8-2015

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    Interesting elaboration of an anagram. I have to pass though. My poems are all very recent, any older ones are hidden in the forum.
    #Stay home as much as you can and stay well

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    Aggregate some steel around those nerves.
    Lay them in the fire until they are immune.
    Work them ... hard.
    When they are malleable, open to impression,
    Create.

    Ploughshares are better than swords
    But dree your own weird
    And keep your temper.

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    Thanks for this impressive poem spikepipsqueak.
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    tailor

    who am I but a stitch in time
    what if I were to bare my soul
    would you see me origami

    7-8-2015

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    Great poem spikepipsqueak !

    Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
    tailor
    tailor

    who am I but a stitch in time
    what if I were to bare my soul
    would you see me origami

    7-8-2015

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    Thank you both.

    For some reason I woke at 4 this morning, thinking about this thread and that this is a better fit for the thread.

    Teddy Tour Tag

    They are not your toys anymore.
    Replenishing the blood that fed your
    Vampire lust, they grow past the ropes
    And ties you used to bind, and hope
    Can learn to flourish, though they
    Never can forget the offhand way
    You used them. You, who batten
    On the innocent. Create a flattened
    Affect in a child whose potential
    Was for joy. Their lives, their essential
    Being, diverted to feed your cold, dark thirst.
    In all the sick, sad world, your type is worst.



    (Blush) I was angry. But this is probably my favourite.

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    Interesting poem, SQ, but angry indeed.
    #Stay home as much as you can and stay well

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    And now what?


    The snow this morning falls
    it is wet and young

    and will wash away. I can smell
    the grass below
    my shoes ease down into the mud.

    The few women from my life
    are still sleeping
    somewhere in Minnesota or Ohio

    I walk across the pasture with only
    a few young colts for company.

    Timid and big boned
    they are like girls I remember

    from school, who never
    said much, and kept their heads

    looking down, and their arms crossed
    against their growing bosom

    They are nearly forty now.
    Like me, they must sometimes look out

    windows on early mornings
    onto silent backyards, with rusting barbeques
    and the fences of houses in neat rows

    I imagine they go back to bed
    and think of whoever used

    to make them happy
    and wonder where

    they have been taken.


    I don't know why I'm wandering
    out here this morning

    I don't care about the girls
    Whether they've made
    sense of their lives.
    They can have it.

    I only want to walk
    a little longer further away
    from the house

    and feel the cold,
    raise my face to
    the falling snow.

    I will resolve nothing today.

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    Love it, Tony. Will I ever graduate from verses to real poems?
    #Stay home as much as you can and stay well

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