Tag: poetics
member name: Mike Ellwood
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July 10, 2008 04:29 PM EDT --
St Brigid did not apply for the role of Patron Saint of Poetry and when she was asked to judge the Celestial Festival of Poetry competition her comments proved to be controversial and caused . . .
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August 18, 2008 03:26 PM EDT --
A sonnet for my students.......
The World is Waiting
The world is waiting, but not just for you.
That audience is never satisfied,
Grasping voraciously for something . . .
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May 08, 2008 04:54 AM EDT --
Goldilocks and the Three Bears of the Apocalypse
Look at her. Sleeping. The picture of peace.
No shadows cross over her complacent face.
No frown on her forehead. . . .
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July 16, 2008 03:39 AM EDT --
Petrification
Before the cock crows
My heart hardens. Crystalline.
Blue veins in marble.
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Metamorphosis,
As thrice I deny your love.
I am become rock. . . .
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July 23, 2008 04:58 AM EDT --
A Vacant Chamber
He did not tell her the truth.
He let her think the seashell's whisper . . .
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August 04, 2008 02:42 PM EDT --
Family Business
Gulls'eyes watch as the brothers prepare to ship their last order.
Heads, spines and guts for offal, they slit, slit and slit the flesh and . . .
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May 02, 2008 03:58 AM EDT --
Quicksand at Night
The sand is inanimate. It has no soul.
Its speckles of silica and shell swirl
In the gritty Moon-drawn tide,
Rise and fall without pity
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May 30, 2008 04:02 AM EDT --
Sandro Filipepi (Botticelli) lived most of his life in Florence and, having been patronised by the wealthy Medici family, for whom he painted such masterpieces as The Birth of Venus, he fell under . . .
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November 20, 2009 11:27 AM EST --
SNIFF!
The reek of ape or pig suggests the pall
That we disguise with sweetly scented oil.
Recall that great aunt’s lavender embrace,
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November 21, 2008 09:24 AM EST --
Baroque
Hypothesists sift, like clams, the plankton
Of ideas, ever strengthening
Their own protective carapace,
Pearlescent notions cultured
In . . .
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February 06, 2009 04:55 AM EST --
Half-rhyme
The trouble . . .
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February 12, 2009 05:34 AM EST --
Rebekah's Contemplation
May you find peace at last, released from me
Old troubled friend. Perhaps that sullenness
I knew so well, that bone-hard carapace
You hid . . .
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July 21, 2009 08:43 AM EDT --
Rising Sap
Deep roots infuse the wood with rising sap,
Bone softens into bud with rising sap.
The rain, transformed within the living root,
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December 05, 2007 10:55 AM EST --
Waiting
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What are we waiting for? I'd like to know -
But time can never twist to let us see.
And if it could the image it would show
Would involve . . .
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