Hes, its a link to Sandy Denny and Fairport Convention's Who knows where the time goes
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mepXIIDDVe4 should be Faithless :)
I'm rubbish with youtube too :o
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Hes, its a link to Sandy Denny and Fairport Convention's Who knows where the time goes
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mepXIIDDVe4 should be Faithless :)
I'm rubbish with youtube too :o
By popular request. Well, okay, Freckle's encouragement to post. I found this one recently. Lovely imagery.
An October (perhaps November too?) Astonishment
by Garth Gilchrist
When I touched the yellow maple leaves
They entered me
Without my knowing
This morning after I'd picked them
I had their gold sweetness
In my veins
It was after holding them in my hands
Upon my skin
In the slant light dewy morning
Plunging my nose deep in amongst them
Wet and cold, snuffling
The autumn scent
Suffused into air and me
My eyes fixed on their open hands
Veined like mine
My fingers traced their fingers
Crimson stems in my palms
Conduits through which shape
And substance entered --
Mapleness
Only vaguely I sensed
Some ephemeral
Sap entering me
This morning, after
In my own bed I woke
Bathed full and swimming in yellow light
That hovers in and around
Smooth maple branches in late October
On crisp mornings
I'd fondled the seeds, too,
Fuzzy winged pods
Full of imperceptible roots
Bark and limbs
A million invisible leaves
I'd given handfuls to the waiting children
They went twirling
Whirling through the sky
Eager, alive with mapleness
Maybe for this
I woke that morning
Wholly content, pierced through
Astounded in my bed, wrapped
In the warm light
Of maples
Garth Gilchrist
1999
Me thinks perhaps there's an interesting sub-text happening in this poem.;)
Quote:
Originally Posted by Derby Tup
Thanks DT: just listened to the Sandy Denny/Fairport Convention song...it is great. I have heard it before but paid far more attention to the lyrics this time. I do love this time of year. There is a pleasure in melancholy moments and saying goodbye. I love a good wallow...then a muddy run to raise the spirits. Who knows where the time goes...I certainly seem to have lost a lot of time today by procrastinating on here!
ps Moss Dog...that poem is great and yes, I think there is something else going on other than a bit of maple admiration. All that talk of seeds, sap and the morning after!
You're right Hes. You don't have to be too Freudian inclined to suspect that there's more going on her than just a tumble in the foliage.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
Today's haiku inspired by my lumbering trudge over Monk's Moor on a misty Thursday pm, with nowt but sheep to converse with.
stretching, lonely ridge,
You! outsider, fell runner,
misunderstood? Ha!
Ah well. Like they say, practice makes perfect, so there's still some way to go.
:)
[QUOTE=Mossdog;269359]You're right Hes. You don't have to be too Freudian inclined to suspect that there's more going on her than just a tumble in the foliage.
ahem.....mossdog....freudian slip here perhaps ?......not a reframe that's for sure! ;):).....tee hee :D
re a fairy song.....[QUOTE=neil wootton;269240]Is this from A Mid Summers Night Dream?
Yes...just checked and apparently this is from Midsummer Night's Dream Act 2 Scene I. Puck meets a Fairy and asks 'How now, spirit! whither wander you? ' - This poem is the Fairy's reply...not that i can pretend to have read it all like!!!!! ......enjoyed youtr lyrics very apt! :)
I love how every time I come back to this thread its direction has taken another lovely turn.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hes
There is inocent little me thinking that tonight's hot topic would be the fireworks. I was ready to compose haikus on magnificent roman candles standing proud; the great anticipation of a great whizz bang rather than a little fizz pop; the oohs and aahs of a receptive audience; and a quick sparkler popped in for good measure.
Hey ho. Looks like I'll have to think again.
Ditto Harry ;):DQuote:
Originally Posted by Harry H Howgill
Great minds, DT, great minds. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Derby Tup