The Satan lured her
The Apple lured her
The Snake lured her
HE came back and saw us hiding,
HE found the Apocalypse absurd,
HE left us with a bane.
Now,
I stand here
I watch my posterity
I regret.
The Satan lured her
The Apple lured her
The Snake lured her
HE came back and saw us hiding,
HE found the Apocalypse absurd,
HE left us with a bane.
Now,
I stand here
I watch my posterity
I regret.
Last edited by Dry_Snail; 10-04-2006 at 08:50 AM.
“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
? nice poem, but . . . it's not really about the picture . . .
No day but today
-God is real, unless proclaimed integer-
I love Snail's. Mir, when a pic is posted I don't think the poem has to be about it per se. It should be inspired by the picture. Here is what I got out of it:
The writhing past is cast
in weathered bronze
the changeless tides still
foaming at her rigid sides
[an eerie coo of rabid waves]
Push and pull
Waste and swell
cord grass beats against her thighs
the ocher skin of monotone
a broken statue’s metal sighs
[only the merry go round and
round on time’s decapitated rim]
Push and pull
Waste and swell
the vestige of a moving limb
Time has no head to rest no face
her neck is an industrial fence
one foot just one precarious knee
held high above her severed waist
What do they pray to?
Push and pull
Push and pull
Agony drunk with agony
Take her.
Last edited by holograph; 10-06-2006 at 07:20 AM.
I only wanted to live in accord with the promptings that came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?
Thanx MIR,
well the poem is not about the statue per se, but i interepreted the statue in this way.
I felt that the statue represents Adam and the way he is standing is the personification of that regret....well its all about perception i guess....
and thanx Holograph!!!
Last edited by Dry_Snail; 10-05-2006 at 03:14 AM.
“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
okay! sorry i misinterpreted!![]()
No day but today
-God is real, unless proclaimed integer-
Mir, I think...you didnt Mis-Interprete
...i think You interpreted it Differently![]()
ha ha ha![]()
what say???
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“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
so you think the statue's Eve?
heh misinterpreting things is fun . . . http://www.online-literature.com/for...=4389&page=243
No day but today
-God is real, unless proclaimed integer-
NO.....again Misinterpretation he he he
i think its ADAM
“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
ACK!
*hides head in shirt*
sorry . . the "her"s confused me . . .
No day but today
-God is real, unless proclaimed integer-
lol
well i guess things are clearer now a bit !!
“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
As I circumscribe a circle through the zodiac with my toe
I know
I stand at the center and all else expands outward from here
I realize
This is the only place that I have experienced since birth
I suppose
Others stand in the their center with me toes out
We dance
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Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please. - Mark Twain
Interesting pic, Mir. I was just wondering if you know where the statue in the photo is now. I seem to remember seeing "Iris, Messenger of the Gods" in Paris, but I thought that version was headless, so I'm confused.Maybe there are two versions? Maybe I'm just imagining things and it's had a head all along?
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Incidently, I happen to know a bit of background as to the subject of this statue, and the highly suggestive way it was supposed to have been placed into a larger work, but I'm afraid that fact might spoil everyone's fiction. Do people want background material, or would you rather know about that only after the contest is over?
"In rime sparse il suono/ di quei sospiri ond' io nudriva 'l core/ in sul mio primo giovenile errore"~ Francesco Petrarca
"Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can."~ Jane Austen
According to Michelangelo
Statues are born, not made.
Their forms are waiting
In the hearts of marble blocks
And in the hot essence
Of liquid bronze.
They are waiting to be brought forth
From the passionate heat of fusing metals
Like infants into a crying world,
And to bestow on that world their beauty.
What then, of this aborted birth?
This monstrous, misshapen birth,
Lacking an arm, with a visage of half-melted skin,
Most of all, lacking the decency to emerge stillborn,
Lacking the decency to calm those flailing, living limbs
Which she presents open and willing
To the initiation
Of another birth.
"In rime sparse il suono/ di quei sospiri ond' io nudriva 'l core/ in sul mio primo giovenile errore"~ Francesco Petrarca
"Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can."~ Jane Austen
Petrarch, you're right, i beleive the statue's head originally is missing - i think i remember seeing it in the New York Metropolitan museum, with no head. but i also found this picture when i google imaged the statue, so what i'm guessing is that other casts were made of the figue, and one still has its head. i used that because i thought it would be easier to write poems on.
i'll go for background material - i'm not writing the poems, though![]()
thanks for posting your poem! it's great!
No day but today
-God is real, unless proclaimed integer-