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    Oooh that is such an eerie poem....sends shivers!


    Quote Originally Posted by freckle View Post
    This is a Photograph of Me

    It was taken some time ago
    At first it seems to be
    a smeared
    print: blurred lines and grey flecks
    blended with the paper;

    then, as you scan
    it, you can see something in the left-hand corner
    a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree
    (balsam or spruce) emerging
    and, to the right, halfway up
    what ought to be a gentle
    slope, a small frame house.

    In the background there is a lake,
    and beyond that, some low hills.

    (The photograph was taken
    the day after I drowned.

    I am in the lake, in the center
    of the picture, just under the surface.

    It is difficult to say where
    precisely, or to say
    how large or how small I am:
    the effect of water
    on light is a distortion.

    but if you look long enough
    eventually
    you will see me.)

    Margaret Atwood

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    Quote Originally Posted by Mountain Goatess View Post
    Evening Solace

    THE human heart has hidden treasures,
    In secret kept, in silence sealed;
    The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
    Whose charms were broken if revealed.
    And days may pass in gay confusion,
    And nights in rosy riot fly,
    While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion,
    The memory of the Past may die.

    But, there are hours of lonely musing,
    Such as in evening silence come,
    When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
    The heart's best feelings gather home.
    Then in our souls there seems to languish
    A tender grief that is not woe;
    And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish,
    Now cause but some mild tears to flow.

    And feelings, once as strong as passions,
    Float softly back a faded dream;
    Our own sharp griefs and wild sensations,
    The tale of others' sufferings seem.
    Oh ! when the heart is freshly bleeding,
    How longs it for that time to be,
    When, through the mist of years receding,
    Its woes but live in reverie !

    And it can dwell on moonlight glimmer,
    On evening shade and loneliness;
    And, while the sky grows dim and dimmer,
    Feel no untold and strange distress
    Only a deeper impulse given
    By lonely hour and darkened room,
    To solemn thoughts that soar to heaven,
    Seeking a life and world to come.

    Charlotte Bronte
    I love this...especially the red bits.....somehow quite soothing yet bit of a "monday night" feel...(ie a bit miserable but not quite as miserable as sunday!!!!!!)

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    There's been some great posts recently and I love Freckle's Atwood poem. Looking forward to the Armitage gig...it doesn't seem so far away now.

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    crashing woodland run
    ghostly swans glimpsed through the trees
    drifting silently

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    Ohhh I like this!:

    Alive

    I saw a landing gull
    haul in his wings
    from flight, and thought:

    'There is a going out into the dark
    and a coming in out of the dark
    one finds oneself between.

    As between the ringing
    of the hammer in cold air,
    and the actual hammer-blow, witnessed
    at a distance.

    Or between the object and the
    extremity of its lengthened
    evening shadow.

    Or between the words that come
    out of the mouth, and those
    that were in the mind before.'

    One hovers
    between the whole egg
    and its breaking.

    Robyn Sarah

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    steadfast aloneness
    a bitter response
    to our histories unfair
    against all odds
    we met to connect
    and began to share
    night after day
    cracks have appeared
    in the shells that we wear
    this slow awakening
    a realisation that
    two ones make a pair

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    That is rather good.

    I love the hammer blow line. Why does the fact that it is in cold air make it feel so much crisper a line?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Hes View Post
    Ohhh I like this!:

    Alive

    I saw a landing gull
    haul in his wings
    from flight, and thought:

    'There is a going out into the dark
    and a coming in out of the dark
    one finds oneself between.

    As between the ringing
    of the hammer in cold air,
    and the actual hammer-blow, witnessed
    at a distance.

    Or between the object and the
    extremity of its lengthened
    evening shadow.

    Or between the words that come
    out of the mouth, and those
    that were in the mind before.'

    One hovers
    between the whole egg
    and its breaking.

    Robyn Sarah

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    Quote Originally Posted by Hes View Post
    There's been some great posts recently and I love Freckle's Atwood poem. Looking forward to the Armitage gig...it doesn't seem so far away now.
    Two months on Saturday. It'll fly by.

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    All the birds have flown up and gone;
    A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
    We never tire of looking at each other -
    Only the mountain and I.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Mountain Goatess View Post
    All the birds have flown up and gone;
    A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
    We never tire of looking at each other -
    Only the mountain and I.
    Oh MG that's just plain lovely, but may I also say, rather sad too
    Am Yisrael Chai

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