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oldviolin

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Gender: Male


Posted: Aug 8, 2020 - 7:51am



 Antigone wrote:
I sink in the cool,
Quiet darkness, swimming to-
ward my private dreams.
 
Really nice 

oldviolin

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Gender: Male


Posted: Aug 7, 2020 - 4:18pm

Ars Poetica

A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit,

Dumb
As old medallions to the thumb,

Silent as the sleeve-worn stone
Of casement ledges where the moss has grown—

A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds.

*

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs,

Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees,

Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind—

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs.

*

A poem should be equal to:
Not true.

For all the history of grief
An empty doorway and a maple leaf.

For love
The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea—

A poem should not mean
But be.

BY ARCHIBALD MACLEISH
Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Jul 25, 2020 - 10:57am

I sink in the cool,
Quiet darkness, swimming to-
ward my private dreams.
ScottN

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Location: Half inch above the K/T boundary
Gender: Male


Posted: Jul 22, 2020 - 6:35am

The River at Wolf

Coming east we left the animals
pelican beaver osprey muskrat and snake   
their hair and skin and feathers
their eyes in the dark: red and green.   
Your finger drawing my mouth.
 
Blessed are they who remember
that what they now have they once longed for.
 
A day a year ago last summer
God filled me with himself, like gold, inside,   
deeper inside than marrow.
 
This close to God this close to you:
walking into the river at Wolf with
the animals. The snake’s
green skin, lit from inside. Our second life.
 
oldviolin

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Gender: Male


Posted: Jul 21, 2020 - 9:03am



 ScottN wrote:
French Chocolates
by Ellen Bass

If you have your health, you have everything
is something that's said to cheer you up
when you come home early and find your lover
arched over a stranger in a scarlet thong.

Or it could be you lose your job at Happy Nails
because you can't stop smudging the stars
on those ten teeny American flags.

I don't begrudge you your extravagant vitality.
May it blossom like a cherry tree. May the petals
of your cardiovascular excellence
and the accordion polka of your lungs
sweeten the mornings of your loneliness.


But for the ill, for you with nerves that fire
like a rusted-out burner on an old barbecue,
with bones brittle as spun sugar,
with a migraine hammering like a blacksmith

in the flaming forge of your skull,
may you be spared from friends who say,
God doesn't give you more than you can handle
and ask what gifts being sick has brought you.

May they just keep their mouths shut
and give you French chocolates and daffodils
and maybe a small, original Matisse,
say, Open Window, Collioure, so you can look out
at the boats floating on the dappled pink water.
 

Sheesh...
ScottN

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Gender: Male


Posted: Jul 21, 2020 - 8:04am

Dawn Revisited
by Rita Dove
 
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don’t look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits –
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You’ll never know
who’s down there, frying those eggs,
if you don’t get up and see.
ScottN

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Location: Half inch above the K/T boundary
Gender: Male


Posted: Jun 27, 2020 - 8:36am

French Chocolates
by Ellen Bass

If you have your health, you have everything
is something that's said to cheer you up
when you come home early and find your lover
arched over a stranger in a scarlet thong.

Or it could be you lose your job at Happy Nails
because you can't stop smudging the stars
on those ten teeny American flags.

I don't begrudge you your extravagant vitality.
May it blossom like a cherry tree. May the petals
of your cardiovascular excellence
and the accordion polka of your lungs
sweeten the mornings of your loneliness.

But for the ill, for you with nerves that fire
like a rusted-out burner on an old barbecue,
with bones brittle as spun sugar,
with a migraine hammering like a blacksmith

in the flaming forge of your skull,
may you be spared from friends who say,
God doesn't give you more than you can handle
and ask what gifts being sick has brought you.

May they just keep their mouths shut
and give you French chocolates and daffodils
and maybe a small, original Matisse,
say, Open Window, Collioure, so you can look out
at the boats floating on the dappled pink water.
cptbuz

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Location: Sacramento CA
Gender: Male


Posted: Jun 26, 2020 - 5:31pm

38.9639677,-120.1198166
I go there, sometimes, in a physical sense
more often, without thinking so much
I'll find myself there for a moment
or an hour or a day
abandoning the audacity of our mortality
peeling away from the harshness of reality
I rise through open country
skimming past the golden foothills
buffeting breezes among the ragged ridge lines
above blue waters, across green meadows
to that desolate wilderness beyond man's reach
pass the end of that narrow bumpy road
beyond the narrower windswept trail
up the steps built on the back
of the father of my father’s father
to our nest above that cabin in the sky
and we fade into alpen glow
within the hole bored behind the lightning scar
Oh Pinus jeffreyi! Our hardy home
we may be fat but we are content
to look out upon our favorite view
and nestle in for the longest winter of our lives. -W. LeTendre
Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Jun 10, 2020 - 5:26pm

Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower

Quiet friend who has come so far,

feel how your breathing makes more space around you.
Let this darkness be a bell tower
and you the bell. As you ring,

what batters you becomes your strength.
Move back and forth into the change.
What is it like, such intensity of pain?
If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning discovered there.

And if the world has ceased to hear you,
say to the silent earth: I flow.
To the rushing water, speak: I am.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

Antigone

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Gender: Female


Posted: Jun 7, 2020 - 2:38pm

Weekends are fleeting,
With train whistles and grey tree
Frog calls. Seasons fly.
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Posted: Jun 2, 2020 - 7:24pm


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Posted: Apr 16, 2020 - 9:06am

 Coaxial wrote:

If you click on the F it is a Facebook link but then I realized you don't have an account so I'll watch it for you and give you a link to the video when I get one. {#Hug} Stay safe.
 
Thanks! You stay safe too! {#Hug}
Coaxial

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Location: 543 miles west of Paradis,1491 miles eas
Gender: Male


Posted: Apr 16, 2020 - 5:09am

 AliGator wrote:
 
 
If you click on the F it is a Facebook link but then I realized you don't have an account so I'll watch it for you and give you a link to the video when I get one. {#Hug} Stay safe.
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Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 11:43pm

 ScottN wrote:

The Sorrel Filly

The songs of small birds fade away
into the bushes after sundown,
the air dry, sweet with goldenrod.
Beside the path, suddenly, bright asters
flare in the dusk. The aged voices
of a few crickets thread the silence.
It is a quiet I love, though my life
too often drives me through it deaf.
Busy with costs and losses, I waste
the time I have to be here—a time
blessed beyond my deserts, as I know,
if only I would keep aware. The leaves
rest in the air, perfectly still.
I would like them to rest in my mind
as still, as simply spaced. As I approach,
the sorrel filly looks up from her grazing,
poised there, light on the slope
as a young apple tree. A week ago
I took her away to sell, and failed
to get my price, and brought her home
again. Now in the quiet I stand
and look at her a long time, glad
to have recovered what is lost
in the exchange of something for money.

 
I hadn't read that one before. Thanks for sharing it; it's marvelous.
AliGator

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Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 11:41pm

 Coaxial wrote:

In case you have some spare time tomorrow please check this out.I'll preface by saying this lady survived massacres during the civil war in Liberia and now teaches at Penn State/Altoona.

She having a reading /book launch. I imagine it is powerful stuff...She's a force, goes all over the country doing readings. I'm going to check her out. Cheers.

FB link
No photo description available.
 
I'm not getting a link or an image, R.
ScottN

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Gender: Male


Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 10:15pm

The Sorrel Filly

The songs of small birds fade away
into the bushes after sundown,
the air dry, sweet with goldenrod.
Beside the path, suddenly, bright asters
flare in the dusk. The aged voices
of a few crickets thread the silence.
It is a quiet I love, though my life
too often drives me through it deaf.
Busy with costs and losses, I waste
the time I have to be here—a time
blessed beyond my deserts, as I know,
if only I would keep aware. The leaves
rest in the air, perfectly still.
I would like them to rest in my mind
as still, as simply spaced. As I approach,
the sorrel filly looks up from her grazing,
poised there, light on the slope
as a young apple tree. A week ago
I took her away to sell, and failed
to get my price, and brought her home
again. Now in the quiet I stand
and look at her a long time, glad
to have recovered what is lost
in the exchange of something for money.

Coaxial

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Location: 543 miles west of Paradis,1491 miles eas
Gender: Male


Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 2:27pm

 AliGator wrote:

:) He really is.
 
In case you have some spare time tomorrow please check this out.I'll preface by saying this lady survived massacres during the civil war in Liberia and now teaches at Penn State/Altoona.

She having a reading /book launch. I imagine it is powerful stuff...She's a force, goes all over the country doing readings. I'm going to check her out. Cheers.

FB link
No photo description available.
AliGator

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Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 2:14pm

 Antigone wrote:

A favorite! Berry is a treasure. 
 
:) He really is.
Antigone

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Gender: Female


Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 5:30am

 AliGator wrote:
 

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

 
 
A favorite! Berry is a treasure. 
AliGator

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Posted: Apr 15, 2020 - 12:32am

 

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

 
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