I feel very honoured! Thank you. I haven't written poetry for some time and this thread has got me going again. I was not envious of Petrarch's job judging this round, and now here I am!
I'll have the next image up soon . . .
I feel very honoured! Thank you. I haven't written poetry for some time and this thread has got me going again. I was not envious of Petrarch's job judging this round, and now here I am!
I'll have the next image up soon . . .
Now comes the night of Enitharmons joy!
Who shall I call? Who shall I send?
Here goes . . . hopefully not too many groans on this one. I thought it would be interesting how everyone responds to some form of human interaction . . . I look forward to reading everyone's entries.
Taking into account how the thread has developed shall we set the closing date for this in three weeks from now - that means this round will end close of day 6th March, results to be posted by 8th March.
Now comes the night of Enitharmons joy!
Who shall I call? Who shall I send?
Congratulations, rintrah! I truly did enjoy yours, such a smooth poem, excellent lines:
and great story. I think Petrarch's decision was a sound one, not to say I didn't enjoy all of the contributions!Making the presence of the world
Seem thin and narrow, a squinted
Place, an awkward squinted place
Thanks, Petrarch, for your kind comments, and just so you know, the huddling timid are all the people at the feet of the book-holder.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Very good poem, Rintrah. Congratulations. I particulaly liked this passage:
"edge of the sun," "the presence of the world," "an awkward squinted place," wonderful imagery and phrasing.... the faint
Glistening edge of the sun
Making the presence of the world
Seem thin and narrow, a squinted
Place, an awkward squinted place
And I drew in the air, clearing my
Head, and I thought of the man
Who once told me that the last
Thing the world needs is another book
Kudos to Petrarch. This was probably the hardest of all our competitions to judge, not only in the quality of the poems, but the quantity too.
Hey Riesa, you're up early.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Hey Virg! Yeah, I'm getting used to early rising, part of getting old, I guess.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Rintrah, your poem is wonderful! I love the flow of thought... Congratulations!
Thank you all! Your comments and feedback are very much appreciated.
@virgil, you are certainly right, kudos to petrarch indeed.
Now comes the night of Enitharmons joy!
Who shall I call? Who shall I send?
Very nice poem, congradulatios, Rintrah!And Petra, thank you for your comments! Mastero! Ah, shucks!
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Sorry. I had an inspiration from the past...
Stairway Proposal
She listens in wonder to the tale that he spins—
As they sit all alone on the stairs.
With gesticulation he measures out words,
To describe what he is trying to make her understand.
Thinking maybe this will be the right time…
She’s cloaked her eyes behind darkened lens—
Hoping that he won’t see into her soul.
She hears all the words as if from a distance,
Far greater than the one that keeps them apart:
Watching and waiting for something…
He still talks of roads taken, of places he’s been—
The things that he’s done and he’s seen.
Then as his hands form a small circle,
He looks straight into her heart:
And talks about how he’d like to share it all with her…
In half disbelief, she leans her head over—
And she returns his look with one of her own.
How did he get past her barriers so easily?
But there is a smile on her face as she looks in his eyes.
And a nod of acceptance, she gets up and meets him halfway…
Pendragon
© 2/13/07
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
now I like that, Pendragon!!
Riesa, I think I am older than you and that rule does not hold true of me. If I stay up any later I will just have to not go to bed at all and then maybe I can reverse my silly schedule.Originally Posted by Riesa
Hey Virg! Yeah, I'm getting used to early rising, part of getting old, I guess.
Yes, I agree with everyone. Petrarch had a tough job and did a fine one - I like the way she commented on each poem - very professional and well critiqued.
Petrarch - in Eastern time my poem says I posted it 10:14 PM. It must have been the time difference. I did sneak in just in time. I was not happy with my poem, but decided to make a first effort; had to break the ice someway. It was then or never. Thanks for your kind comments. I look forward to trying the next one. Should be fun.
Congratulations, Rintrah! I liked you poem and the great idea behind it. How true it is! I especially like the lines that Virgil pointed out and quoted in his post.
Interesting new photo. Yes, interaction "live" sure is nice. This one should be fun to write about.
To everyone else - great poems! Nice to see so many this time around. Hope the flow continues.
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Thanks, both of you. It was indeed hard to choose a winner, though it was such a pleasure to get to read and comment on all the poems.Petrarch had a tough job and did a fine one - I like the way she commented on each poem - very professional and well critiqued.
Rintrah--Nice picture. I'll have to give it some though. It'll be fun to get to write a poem again this round.
"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
Thanks a lot for the time (and for having a reason to suspense the peopleJust to feed the suspense, because everyone's expecting my next post to be the contest winner, I'm going to answer Lain's question first.
Lain--My signature is the opening lines from the first sonnet of Petrarch's Canzoniere, also known as the Rime Sparse because of this opening line. It translates roughly as "in scattered rimes the sound/ Of those sighs with which I fed the heart/ In my first youthful error." Here's a link to the whole poem with translation: http://petrarch.petersadlon.com/canzoniere.html) The message is nice.
Althought Toni didn't win, I'm sure she'll be happy you gave it interest.
"You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life."
To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's" - Dostoevksy
Interesting photo...hmmm...I like it! I had to go through an anonymous websurf to get to it though, cause flickr is blocked hereHere goes . . . hopefully not too many groans on this one. I thought it would be interesting how everyone responds to some form of human interaction . . . I look forward to reading everyone's entries.
Taking into account how the thread has developed shall we set the closing date for this in three weeks from now - that means this round will end close of day 6th March, results to be posted by 8th March.
I'll be back!
Sorry to hear you had problems, vintagepiper. If anyone has any difficulty seeing the image just let me know. It is my image, and I can email it. Glad it is provoking some thought . . .
Now comes the night of Enitharmons joy!
Who shall I call? Who shall I send?
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