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- Mon Aug 03, 2015 3:05 am
- Forum: Leonard Cohen's poetry and novels
- Topic: How To Speak Poetry
- Replies: 39
- Views: 53544
Re: How To Speak Poetry
Numinous the flame of those silent hours, dreaming the word B U T T E R F L Y – tethered to its graceful, harmonious sway. . . . . . And finally, insane for the light, you are the butterfly… . . . . . How bountiful this solitude, surrounded, filled and mastered by the Name… . . . . . You the one in ...
- Sun Aug 02, 2015 5:39 am
- Forum: Leonard Cohen's poetry and novels
- Topic: How To Speak Poetry
- Replies: 39
- Views: 53544
Re: How To Speak Poetry
Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired… . . . . . Vacant days, what shall become of me? At nightfall already conquered in our dreams, facing a wall, uncertain we stumble and go astray. To fall as night falls without deceit, on any bed which chance interposes, ...
- Sat Jun 27, 2015 5:45 am
- Forum: Leonard Cohen's poetry and novels
- Topic: How To Speak Poetry
- Replies: 39
- Views: 53544
Re: How To Speak Poetry
Take the word butterfly. There is the word and there is the butterfly. Do not make so much of the word. Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. This is an interior landscape. It is inside. It is private. Let the audience feel your love of privacy even though t...
- Sun Sep 08, 2013 8:23 pm
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Within The Hour – A Shapeless Shift Of Minutes
- Replies: 1
- Views: 4943
Within The Hour – A Shapeless Shift Of Minutes
Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not ...
- Mon Jun 03, 2013 9:04 pm
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: If You See Me Go By, Put Up A Prayer
- Replies: 3
- Views: 3069
Re: If You See Me Go By, Put Up A Prayer
Forgathered into that darkness, his music triggers the body to dance…
From 'Soon After Midnight'
I'm searching for phrases
To sing your praises
I need to tell someone
It's soon after midnight
And my day has just begun…
From 'Soon After Midnight'
I'm searching for phrases
To sing your praises
I need to tell someone
It's soon after midnight
And my day has just begun…
- Thu Mar 07, 2013 9:46 pm
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: If You See Me Go By, Put Up A Prayer
- Replies: 3
- Views: 3069
If You See Me Go By, Put Up A Prayer
––– Listening to 'Tempest' – Bob Dylan's 35th studio album… At times there's such a raspy antiquated growl weaving through Bob Dylan's voice as it waltzes almost, with the music to a 'tic-toc-tic' beat – like a clock's echo sounding through time… A few lines from some of his songs… Tin Angel Well, t...
- Sun Jan 06, 2013 2:48 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: You and me and You and me and You
- Replies: 8
- Views: 2046
Re: You and me and You and me and You
Go Down, Moses, nice to hear from you. Go Down, Moses writes: The brilliant heart of the day is right here and upon us, and the sky and everything we ever desired – every coincidence, every fate, every whim, every invocation that each shaft of sunlight hints at… A simple “click” becomes an immediate...
- Wed Oct 24, 2012 2:28 am
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Mary Oliver
- Replies: 103
- Views: 56555
Re: Mary Oliver
Hi Mat, thanks for your comments. Great to hear from you.
. . . . .
In these split seconds of time
the eyes, the heart
draw it out,
to remember it –
light.
How appropriate
its usefulness.
Of which so much
depends upon.
. . . . .
. . . . .
In these split seconds of time
the eyes, the heart
draw it out,
to remember it –
light.
How appropriate
its usefulness.
Of which so much
depends upon.
. . . . .
- Tue Oct 23, 2012 9:34 pm
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Mary Oliver
- Replies: 103
- Views: 56555
Re: Mary Oliver
Hi Diane, thanks for your comment. Always nice to hear from you. Below are a few lines from Mary's poem 'Poppies' that appears at the start of the Mary Oliver thread which you began in June 2006: There isn't a place in this world that doesn't sooner or later drown in the indigos of darkness, but now...
- Mon Oct 15, 2012 6:32 pm
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Mary Oliver
- Replies: 103
- Views: 56555
Re: Mary Oliver
She stands by her door
every morning,
notebook and pen in hand
thinking and feeling in words…
. . . . .
http://www.npr.org/2012/10/14/162785079 ... ary-oliver
. . . . .
every morning,
notebook and pen in hand
thinking and feeling in words…
. . . . .
http://www.npr.org/2012/10/14/162785079 ... ary-oliver
. . . . .
- Sun Oct 14, 2012 12:18 am
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Mary Oliver
- Replies: 103
- Views: 56555
Re: Mary Oliver
Meanwhile,
filled with things…
A Thousand Mornings.
. . . . .
http://www.amazon.com/A-Thousand-Mornin ... 1594204772
. . . . .
filled with things…
A Thousand Mornings.
. . . . .
http://www.amazon.com/A-Thousand-Mornin ... 1594204772
. . . . .
- Wed Oct 10, 2012 5:32 am
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Mary Oliver
- Replies: 103
- Views: 56555
Re: Mary Oliver
Sometimes
the world comes
The world offers itself to your imagination
The world goes on
A Thousand Mornings
. . . . .
the world comes
The world offers itself to your imagination
The world goes on
A Thousand Mornings
. . . . .
- Fri Oct 05, 2012 2:56 am
- Forum: Other Writers and Writing
- Topic: Happy National Poetry Day
- Replies: 2
- Views: 1690
Re: Happy National Poetry Day
comehealing writes: It's National Poetry Day in the UK, so I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy National Poetry Day, not just in the UK but to anyone who might be reading this in other countries. Reading this thread from Canada, I offer this quote in return… Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of p...
- Thu Sep 27, 2012 12:25 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: She preferred wooden pegs
- Replies: 6
- Views: 2206
Re: She preferred wooden pegs
Hi, and thanks Cate. . . . . . The connections between things – it feels just right. Everything that is there – hanging together. Sometimes, likes with likes, categorized. Words connecting, lines pegged end to end. Each word intertwining with the next, changing another. we must draw it and paint it ...
- Fri Sep 07, 2012 7:40 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: She preferred wooden pegs
- Replies: 6
- Views: 2206
Re: She preferred wooden pegs
Lonndubh writes: Agnes loved Life She loved washing Lines pegged End to end Lizzytysh writes: everything hung neatly and nicely, likes with likes, categorized Cate writes: It feels just right Lonndubh writes: Agnes loved Life She loved washing . . . . . …which reminded me of something PK Page once w...