from Rosy Pirani, 08/May/2024:
Art work: by Paul Emile Chabas ‘Nymphs of the Dance’ from pixels.com “… he saw like a nymph half risen” Amy Lowell There, In The ShadowsWhere the golden apples growthere lie the children of the evening,Hera's gardenapproach from the west orlook in Oceanusscour Lixus,unwrap the shadows,and mindyou need more than eyesask Ladon -Hesperia's daughters appear most when anticipatedbut least…
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Photo: ayers.com.au bushfire recovery “The dying of the trees goes on …” Philip Larkin Seeking The SeedCurious,though carrying less thannine lives Ientered the public buildingthe hall of ecological responses,covered in beautiful scriptsembossed on exquisite clothon every wallso beautiful the words Idesired to touch them,as my fingers tracedthe walls gave wayfritted, collapsed,with swollen heart…
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Image by Victoria from Pixabay “The hours and seasons are sometimes a flowering, sometimes a disappearance” David Whyte On Second ThoughtsBeware the the time gobblerwho stalks in recommendationsjudgementsloaded advicesweet expertise -said the dentist, flosssaid the hygienist, twominutes of brush,said the doctor, walkingsaid the dietician, some prepsaid the food guru, this methodsaid the guide,…
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Photo by Sunguk Kim on Unsplash “either peace or happiness, let it enfold you” Charles Bukowski If I, If WeWhen I was a child Ilived outside myselfwondering why the worldwas like it was and whypeace was so elusive,how was state sanctionedmurder possible and howcould people turn their backs on those in need,I hoped for miracles and acheesy ending just like inthe movies which evoke a sense of…
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(via Mind Junk - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)
Photo: pxhere.com “The river is a flat, shining chain.” Li Po Ever ChangeWatching the river in a vacant drift of thoughtI admire its ancientserpentine meander,in my head I tick off cobwebbed aphorisms,my favourite is by Heraclitus, that wenever enter the sameriver twice, and I notice the current,I wonder if the river has thought the sameabout me, that I never enter as the same person…
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Image by metacross from Pixabay “The idealistic imagined world is alone, isolated, undisturbed remaining free …” Angelina Pandian High TideThose little expansive momentsof transportrapture or riskwelcome or notin nano seconds of interruptionparallel universes openingI've lost the trigger,but I don't really careI'm in it now,don't disturblet me indulge the flurryof senses and memoriesno matter…
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Image: pixabay.com “‘Tis a strange mystery, the power of words! Life is in them, and death.” Letitia Elizabeth Landon The Life Of WordsSometimes I musewondering what if I'd nevertaken that particular pathwhere would I be now?I ponder words and what if I'd never said those particular words,where would I be now?Like shook champagne words spew with forceconstructing meaningslike spilt amoeba.Words…
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Photo: healthcentral.com “Life’s most important aspect, to stop and smell the roses.” Brenda Arledge MostlyO, it's gone,now this is going, gone toothere's no repeatingexcept in dreams,some will say nightmares or,pace Freud's dictum, that we repeat what we don't remember, though I wonderit's a question of whether we want to or not, besides it doesn't slip awayin idle momentsnever in sleepnor…
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Photo: supernanny.co.uk “… away from this impressive terror I must be …” June Jordan Sorry, Not Buying TodayMy motheris an almanacher mouth runs longheart slow to speakof anything but self,in responseperhaps a practicefor repose,my father was mutethough his fists spokea dialect I knew well,I called it duck and weave,sometimes by wordoften by muscle,the object -avoiding painsurvivalin a place…
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