sanctus
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And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.~FN
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Post by sanctus on May 6, 2010 0:49:55 GMT -5
I wonder where the light escapes when seasons shade the glow from scenes that shatter frozen lakes and melt the fallen snow;
but never in a morning’s grasp can I define the way whereby the breadth of life can pass, subsume and drift away.
There’s power in a waterfall, redemption in its touch; cold mercury to heat enthralled can’t measure quite as much
as seconds in a mountain stream or moments in embrace of treasures found within a dream or dreams within a face.
The order is uncertain now, a singularity, a sequence bounded by the how of what we came to be
and where we were supposed to go, the lines that we once drew; I’d trade what we have come to know for what we thought we knew.
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Post by mfwilkie on May 6, 2010 23:19:39 GMT -5
Daniel,
Nice, these:
scenes that shatter frozen lakes and melt the fallen snow;
life can pass, subsume and drift away.
But I had this up for a while and kept coming back to this line as a solid opening as opposed to your conclusion:
I’d trade what we have come to know for what we thought we knew.
I had trouble finding connections from top to bottom, my thinking is that it's trying too hard.
Give that new start some thought.
Maggie
I wonder where the light escapes when seasons shade the glow from but never in a morning’s grasp can I define the way whereby the breadth of life can pass, subsume and drift away.
There’s power in a waterfall, redemption in its touch; cold mercury to heat enthralled can’t measure quite as much
as seconds in a mountain stream or moments in embrace of treasures found within a dream or dreams within a face.
The order is uncertain now, a singularity, a sequence bounded by the how of what we came to be
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Post by LeoVictorBriones (poetremains) on May 9, 2010 10:41:55 GMT -5
Don't really like form poetry except this one which is dynamic.
Great use of irony and image:
There’s power in a waterfall, redemption in its touch; cold mercury to heat enthralled can’t measure quite as much
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sanctus
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And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.~FN
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Post by sanctus on May 11, 2010 21:41:49 GMT -5
Thanks for the comments. To form or not to form...is formless a form? I enjoy order and chaos in equal doses...a continuum of harmonious opposition.
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Post by Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47 on May 20, 2010 23:26:52 GMT -5
Impeccable rhyme and meter, the former adding to, rather than subtracting from the piece. i.e. it is not overpowering. The word "subsume" caused me to pause......my ignorance perhaps, but a bit high compared to the rest. I believe it needs an object. Need several more reads, Daniel......but this is quite a powerful poem........
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Post by Marion Poirier on May 23, 2010 13:34:04 GMT -5
Hi Daniel, I am glad to see you posting on EP again.
I like rhymed poems as well as free verse; you are very skilled at rhyme, particularly sonnets. I almost thought this was a sonnet until I realized there were three extra stanza's and the couplet missing at the end.
IMO. you could pare it down and eliminate S4 and S5 and reshape last stanza into a couplet. I feel there is too much explanation.
I love the first three stanzas, though don't care too much for 'subsume.' I too, stopped there, although I believe it is used correctly.
All in all, wonderful read. Enjoyed very much.
Regards, Marion
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