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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/3/2014 10:43:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Poetics and poetry discussion is very important and trying to get active in this column.

  • Gulsher John (7/3/2014 5:46:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Few of Bukowski's thoughts (quotations) have been rephrased, especially in the end lines..
    ____________
    love, that
    dwells in you
    like the tears in eyes, (when gets hurt)
    and it comes only
    when you lose and forlorn,
    and this loneliness sometimes feels good but never feels right.
    As this heart only be filled with unforgotten moments
    of pleasure and pain.
    (then WTH my heart swarmed with,
    that smeared all the beauties around) :
    love and not to be loved?and
    to be and not to be...
    We all are here my dears
    to laugh at the odds and
    never complain, and should
    live our life, as to ponder
    even a Death
    if it to take us.

    john


    .

  • Mike Acker (7/3/2014 12:25:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    Like a circus clown, he is grimed with chalk-
    white-dust. His eyes are slits through which
    the colors of life, those of red, yellow,
    green, and blue beam through. For this show
    he carries a boy in his arm whose face
    is only half-painted, half-powdered.

    Neither one can return from where
    they have been, a place where terror enters
    through the eyes, displacing all fears,
    leaving wide, black pupils in its wake.
    Like real circus clowns, they seem to laugh
    obscenely at something. At us?At it?

    Maybe behind us, or nowhere
    we have been. We applaud them madly,
    for they were brave to be funny and chalk-white.
    When these clowns cry, we will have been
    long gone, our seats having folded themselves
    against the half-empty pop-corn bags.

    But, then, the man turns towards where
    the audience should be and to seem more
    comical than he already was, he bows
    to show no-one an ever-so faint
    rivulet of dark crimson that runs
    from the center of his head to the middle
    of where the shadow of an ear should appear.

    This time, they had to pay the higher price,
    the one which only true clowns must pay;
    for the privilege of entry into the the absurd.

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    • Professor Plum (7/3/2014 8:41:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      'm a sucker for circus stories. Creepy clowns and the like. Like it! You're letting your freak flag fly these days!

  • Jefferson Carter (7/1/2014 1:55:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

    Frank, here's " Alexander Rizzo" in a recent post: " : good point Plummy. small minds never appreciate in their contemporaries what they praise in the greats. its a silly game poets play with each other. whatcha gonna do." If this isn't quintessential Lamont Palmer, I'll eat my pillbox hat! !

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    • Alexander Rizzo (7/1/2014 7:56:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      oh mr garter, you are so wrong, so wrong its amusing

    • Frank Ovid (7/1/2014 2:33:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Well, I guess you never know for sure. (You moved up on my list though for referencing Bobby D in your post. Nice job with that one!)

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/1/2014 10:47:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    I read second time the poem of Salini Nair " A letter to humanity" which I think that the concern shown in the poem evading responsibility and assistance to needy is a problem to day. Let us awake in our conscience regarding the concern I think.

  • Mandolyn ... (6/30/2014 11:45:00 PM) Post reply | Read 8 replies Stage

    be honest about this one- y'all.

    -monitor this- by Me

    i wanna hear your heart –thump thump
    against my cheek –bump bump, i wanna
    get it on with your arteries, sneeze
    when caffeine crashes your left auricle
    cuts off your breath, makes it short–
    the sort of thing i love to observe
    on a curb
    in front of a coffee house.

    let's make out– you go first, be my worst
    so i will never, ever
    wanna curl up
    in the arch of your aorta.

    ^.^

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  • Jefferson Carter (6/30/2014 8:46:00 PM) Post reply | Read 7 replies Stage

    Poemhumpers, here's a poem I like. It dares to be profound and actually pulls it off!


    Allen Grossman

    The Work

    A great light is the man who knows the woman he loves
    A great light is the woman who knows the man she loves
    And carries the light into room after room arousing
    The sleepers and looking hard into the face of each
    And then sends them asleep again with a kiss
    Or a whole night of love
    and goes on and on until
    The man and woman who carry the great lights of the
    Knowledge of the one lover enter the room
    toward which
    Their light is sent and fit the one and the other torch
    In a high candelabrum and there is such light
    That children leap up
    unless the sea swallow them
    In the crossing or hatred or war against which do not
    Pray only but be vigilant and set your hand to the work.

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  • Sherrie Kolb Cassel (6/29/2014 1:20:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Hi my little love bugs...hope all is well. Tood...take care now.

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (6/29/2014 10:10:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Today I read the book of " Boomikku oru charama geetham" the translation roughly is " A funeral song to earth" Written by veteran Malayalam Poet ONV Kurup whose poetical talent is having such interest and fame all over Kerala and India. Having got so much titles on this revered poet whose creative writings are for social causes and concerns and also love, sympathy, and positive things of life etc. it has a wonderful effect in the minds of readers. The poems in the book is very relevant in todays world particularly where mother earth is disturbed so much and by the human intervention without the thought of tomorrow and the future generation. So much exploitation of nature is going on irrespective of such rules and regulations to save the mother earth on this tragic degradation and greed of the interested parties. I think that the earth and environment including water sources are a subject of importance for poets as well to arise and awake the human mind for its protection unless the generations to come will be in difficult situations where water scarcity, calamities of different types of tsunami like situations in the world we live and the world tomorrow the generation to live. The Bio diversity of the earth is also a beautiful and fit subject to take up by the poets for its conservation in its good terms of movements and make it a concern of the authorities and people alike. We are also mindful unless which regulated exploitation of materials from the sources are necessary for the infrastructure building and such good causes and there is no concern and difference of opinion in this aspect while taking up the conservation and protection issues in its real terms of articles and poems.

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (6/28/2014 10:24:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Geetanjali the poems of Ravbindra Natha Tagore who is also a nobel Laurate for his works and Geetanjali is a very ideal poem collection having so much importance to a valuable book reading. The experience of reading Geetanjali is oneself to be understood in detail by taking a chance of reading itself a very happy thing.

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