Tag: spirituality
member name: Mike Ellwood
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March 12, 2008 05:42 AM EDT --
My Violin
Our rosin powders mingle in the case,
Where, fallen from the belly and the bow,
Each particle trapped in the velvet space
Becomes our common . . .
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March 19, 2008 08:06 AM EDT --
Act of Faith
Minds accumulate their own stores of belief
Harvesting words
To squeeze dry in the press
Crushing
The kernel of hypothesis
To dress the salad of . . .
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May 21, 2008 03:55 AM EDT --
A few years ago I visited Omaha Beach and the immaculately maintained American cemetry at Coleville-sur-Mer. It was a deeply moving experience, prompting these thoughts:
Meditation . . .
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September 13, 2008 05:00 AM EDT --
The Sunless Sea
The murmur of the sunless sea
With its dark swell and lambent foam
Is forming words enticingly
That conjure and describe for me
A stately . . .
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November 27, 2008 05:13 AM EST --
Self-Portrait
I meet the mirrored man's appraising gaze
And focus on the pupils. In return
They peer as if attempting to discern
The nature of . . .
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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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November 17, 2008 04:31 PM EST --
Devotion
Sometimes the closest friend can ask too much
While roses bloom and promises are made
That are not kept because you are afraid,
And then . . .
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December 20, 2008 12:15 PM EST --
Settlement
The bubble in the level's glass behaves
As if moon-drawn and plaster-cracks, like veins,
Bleed dust. The creaking fabrication strains
Against . . .
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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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January 10, 2009 03:50 PM EST --
Temptation
This idea of mine,
At least, this desire
That has grown somehow
And now requires me,
As if in a dream,
Obediently,
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February 19, 2008 08:55 AM EST --
Seneca's Last Words
Virtuous friends, death now or hereafter
Is immaterial. We live, we die.
We may laugh in poverty; in wealth, cry.
The wind . . .
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July 09, 2009 05:49 AM EDT --
The Dying Tree
The earth is parched; belief, a dying tree.
Scant shade remains beneath the dying tree.
The ceaseless wind has scorched the canopy.
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January 26, 2008 04:11 AM EST --
Hell
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While mourners stand and weep upon the Earth
Before Almighty God your soul is weighed.
His agents have been watching since your birth
And judgement . . .
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April 16, 2009 03:40 PM EDT --
The Witness
....of course their brother never would discuss
What he had known in those four days and nights.
His lips were sealed. He'd once call hypocrites: . . .
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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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March 10, 2008 11:23 AM EDT --
Esthwaite Water
Low February sun shone through the copse
Turning the moss-furred boughs a brilliant green,
A fluorescent green that, dazzling,
Caught the breath . . .
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January 07, 2008 01:22 PM EST --
Purgatory
The ocean of guilt, deep and turbulent . . .
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February 06, 2008 03:55 AM EST --
Lent
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Through Ramadan the Muslim keeps his Fast,
Enduring and enjoying unity
With co-religionists, until at last
Euphoria replaces piety.
While Christian . . .
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October 10, 2008 09:36 AM EDT --
Woodstock
Does the city moan or does she cry?
Manhattan Island oozes light and sound,
Each Tower of Babel . . .
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