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    Prince and Virgil, both of your comments are valid, as it's always a good policy not to take things at face value. We
    have a tendency to think that others have the same motivation as we do, or think the same way we do.

    The worst enemy of art is not a critical audience, but a complacent one. It's better for the artist to take risks than wallow in the same old, same old comfort zones.

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    Quote Originally Posted by AuntShecky View Post

    “Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.”
    –Emerson


    Full Disclosure

    Is it wrong to be in love
    with the Frost that lies
    in the ground of Vermont
    all year round?

    It doesn't really bother me
    that frost has a way
    of sneaking in ‘round here
    without warning,

    or – despite modern delays -
    this time the leaf-transition
    seems earlier than before.

    I'm thoroughly impressed
    with Thoreau’s pious awe,
    and how every night
    manages to morph into morning.

    I'm not afraid to confess
    an obsession with asters,
    all fearless, purple, and wild,
    as tiny threads of milkweed
    chase monarchs in full flight.

    But I'll admit
    neither guilt nor shame
    to any “No Trespassing” sign
    I've ignored.
    Solid poem Auntie. I would normally wince at the word "morph" in a poem, I think it's great. Evening morphing into morning, wow, what a great image.
    Last edited by Virgil; 11-27-2009 at 07:53 PM.
    LET THERE BE LIGHT

    "Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena

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    God bless the grace of this. I was especially taken with:

    Quote Originally Posted by AuntShecky View Post
    as tiny threads of milkweed
    chase monarchs in full flight.
    That sings!

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    “The whole earth is our hospital”
    –T. S. Eliot


    Condition: Human


    From first gasp to final sigh
    we claim we owe everything to the Divine,
    the source of all existence, in Whom
    we place our awe and lay our care.

    At what ill-starred point in history
    did Mammon’s blinding light
    deflect our turn to gold – or
    at least its lesser, yet all-consuming, ores? (1)

    Amid fatigue we drive ourselves sick and sore,
    devoted to the chronic, pecuniary chase.
    Our sights veer from sheer survival to comfort, then
    back, since relapse always stalks the cure.

    Eros grabs our temporary interest,
    a long desire not quite fully quenched
    with quickly-quaffed, febrile doses.
    We aim to love eternally, but we don’t.

    For a time we delight in scions of ourselves,
    reaching farther out toward deep posterity,
    each of us a little Achilles, ever-striving
    for legendary status, settling for ersatz fame. (2)

    We do not concern ourselves with why,
    preferring to act and direct the pain
    of an inward gaze away. We’d rather sit
    than stand, and rather move than think.

    We aspire to live perfectly,
    but we fail.
    We never really want to die,
    but we do.




    (1) Matthew 6:24; Paradise Lost, I, 674
    (2) Lines near the conclusion of The Iliad suggest that Achilles will achieve immortality from the stories which future ages will tell about him.
    Last edited by AuntShecky; 02-04-2010 at 03:34 PM.

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    This is so glum, Aunty! but if only for "relapse always stalks the cure," I value it.

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    It is deep true wise... and beautifully written!

    And yes:

    We aspire to live perfectly,
    but we fail.
    We never really want to die,
    but we do.


    as simple as that.

    Thank you Auntie's

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    This speaks of us truthfully as both foresaken and foresaking, nothing sure but failure and death ultimately.

    In the last four lines though, it seems to say in the end there is something noble in the ways we fail in the face of death.

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    Thank you for all three comments.
    I don't know about "glum," though. Should we only write happy stuff? Wasn't meant to be glum, merely realistic, although I am sorry, Prince, if it lowered your mood. To quote Eliot again: "Humankind cannot stand much reality." (Forgive me if I didn't quote him exactly.)
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    Zombies on Ice

    “And Nietzsche, with his theory of eternal recurrence. He said the life we've lived we're gonna live over the same way for eternity. Great. That means I'll have to sit through the Ice Capades again."
    --Woody Allen

    Zombies on Ice

    The Zeitgeist’s lately been a blasé mix:
    sensual lust chilled with a zesty twist
    of fear and morbid curiosity.
    The juggernaut rumbling through each zone,
    which mesmerized erstwhile lighter souls,
    draws zealots from Zurich to Kalamazoo.

    Here hosted by our humble civic center–
    which taxes built and named for the county czar
    (despite bamboozling embezzlement)--
    the snaky skaters to our public plaza came.
    The crowd, prepared for fright but not for shock,
    gasped as a zzzt-zzzt buzzed the collective spine.

    Upon their entrance to the frozen floor,
    as if just roused from a lazy snooze,
    the stars appeared altogether in parts:
    here an upward arm, there a shaky leg.
    Haphazard moves belied the graceful glaze
    as sheer stupor themed the choreography.

    Or so it seemed. Meanwhile the denizens
    of the mezzanine in the ziggurat above
    steered their homage toward spicy pretzels,
    their zinfandel kept warm and safe in zarfs.
    A sudden subtlety caught strong gaze
    as zircon-studded costumes swished a swirl.

    Attention switched away from schlock to awe
    as silver blades put down a zany waltz,
    segueing into steps set to Zydeco,
    now solving a rebus puzzle, then a maze
    across a zeugma of complexity with
    some to zig, others to zag.

    At the climactic zenith of the act
    all Hell ascended through the icy stage.
    With Zen-like detachment backs climbed
    up bumps of others, a Ponzi scheme of souls.
    Against the bold frieze body parts flew,
    but fortunately no one fell.

    Whole-handed cheers and roaring claps
    sent the zapped-out stars to resume their sleep
    upon a stack of z’s and cash, while in advance
    of next week’s arrival of the pole-vaulting vampires
    (who wowed SRO venues from Vegas to Valdez),
    the Zamboni swept up splintered chips
    and bits and crystalline shavings--

    and various sundries unknown.
    Last edited by AuntShecky; 02-24-2010 at 06:35 PM.

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    LOL I enjoyed z-poem.

    Also, wonderful quote from Woody Allen; quite apropos.
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    who am I but a stitch in time
    what if I were to bare my soul
    would you see me origami

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    You (and this poem) are amazzzing, Aunty! Do you constantly search for things that no one one else could do or would even contemplate attempting?

    The folks stacked up on each other like a Ponzi scheme was just one piece of wit among so many.

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    Assuredly NOT chopped-liver (although why chopped-liver should ever be spoken of in a derogatory way beats me. I just wish that any one of my poems were as good as the chopped liver at Moishe's or the Snowdon Deli)!

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    No, indeed! Hardly chopped or hardly liver!

    I liked this stanza best:

    "At the climactic zenith of the act
    all Hell ascended through the icy stage.
    With Zen-like detachment backs climbed
    up bumps of others, a Ponzi scheme of souls.
    Against the bold frieze body parts flew,
    but fortunately no one fell."

    As Prince said of "a Ponzi scheme of souls...", brilliant!

    You do zombies proud, Aunty!
    "The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
    "Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai
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    Thank you, q! and. . .

    Quote Originally Posted by PrinceMyshkin View Post
    Assuredly NOT chopped-liver (although why chopped-liver should ever be spoken of in a derogatory way beats me. I just wish that any one of my poems were as good as the chopped liver at Moishe's or the Snowdon Deli)!
    This webpage
    http://www.phrases.org.uk/bulletin_b...sages/558.html

    says that "chopped liver is always served as a side dish, never a main dish. It therefore makes a good metaphor for someone who is being treated as unimportant or dispensable" (thus an appropriate phrase for your ol' sad-sacky Auntie.)

    On the other hand, when one goes to a fancy-schmanzy restaurant --so I'm told -- and orders one of the most expensive appetizers on the menu, he or she will be brought a dish called "paté"-- but it's really chopped liver.

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    Aha! so you are pate passing yourself off as chopped liver! For shame, Aunty!
    "The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
    "Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai
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