hoping that a poet passes.
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Why the hell should I respond to
all my poems andcomment (you’ll enjoy them) ‘- whenyou haven’t the courtesyor even the guileto read just the odd poemof mine? Why should youtrust the judgement of a poetyou don’t even admire ordespise?OK I’ll have cooled tomorrow butI’m glad I’ve let off steamandby the way that first bit appliesto older acquaintances too.‘Lousy poet butgood for…
It’s a misty morning,
it’s pleasant like this,let’s walkoh here’s an apple tree,you can touch the mist on the apple’s skinah, it must be a whole orchard,how the mist makes it such an adventure
Poems have a hinterland.
that’s left behind, a family,a tribe, a nation,in the dense equatorial forests of the human heart;yet in its backpack, precious souvenirs..has trekked through swamps and uplands,dangers, adventures, pleasures,then the scorching arid desert sands,and there in front one day,the matter-of-fact sea, lappingwith the lazy always-there…and leaning down, place nonchalantlythe poem now a paper boat,into that glittering,…
I read about the Self
but it said nothingI worshipped the Selfbut it did not smile at meI surrendered every actionto the Selfbut it only watched,said nothing,did not smilenow I am silent,watch, and smile:how can you findthat which you never lost?
From time to time, when
these things matter, I pick respectfullythe plastic flowers from their vase,wash the vase, wipe the dustoff the leaves with a moist cloth,dip the flower-heads in wateras one would give someonea holy bathand then replace them ina slightly new position in the vase,a slightly new position on the table.absurdity andsomething beautifulhave met and got along together…
We control freaks like to feel
of order; though yes, we like to havespontaneous feelings, it showsthat we are human (not justcontrol freaks, ha) – but we like to feelwe have those feelings, too, withinsome sort of mental framework –Saint Paul stricken, on the road to Tarsus,with a blinding epiphanyis good to read about – it can happento others, great –…