Today's poet

[Derby Tup]

Sonnet IX: There where the waves shatter

There where the waves shatter on the restless rocks
the clear light bursts and enacts its rose,
and the sea-circle shrinks to a cluster of buds,
to one drop of blue salt, falling.

O bright magnolia bursting in the foam,
magnetic transient whose death blooms
and vanishes--being, nothingness--forever:
broken salt, dazzling lurch of the sea.

You & I, Love, together we ratify the silence,
while the sea destroys its perpetual statues,
collapses its towers of wild speed and whiteness:

because in the weavings of those invisible fabrics,
galloping water, incessant sand,
we make the only permanent tenderness.

P Neruda

Nice sonnet selection Mossy

[Alf]

Better late than never :wink:

High Summer

I never wholly feel that summer is high,
However green the grass, or loud the birds,
However movelessly eye-winking herds
Stand in field ponds, or under large trees lie,
Till I do climb all cultured pastures by,
That hedged by hedgerows studiously fretted trim,
Smile like a lady’s face with lace laced prim,
And on some moor or hill that seeks the sky
Lonely and nakedly, -utterly lie down,
And feel the sunshine throbbing on body and limb,
My drowsy brain in pleasant drunkenness swim,
Each rising thought sink back, and dreamily drown,
Smiles creep o’er my face, and smother my lips, and cloy,
Each muscle sink to itself, and separately enjoy.

Ebenezer Jones

[Mossdog]

Better late than never :wink:

High Summer

I never wholly feel that summer is high,
However green the grass, or loud the birds,
However movelessly eye-winking herds
Stand in field ponds, or under large trees lie,
Till I do climb all cultured pastures by,
That hedged by hedgerows studiously fretted trim,
Smile like a lady’s face with lace laced prim,
And on some moor or hill that seeks the sky
Lonely and nakedly, -utterly lie down,
And feel the sunshine throbbing on body and limb,
My drowsy brain in pleasant drunkenness swim,
Each rising thought sink back, and dreamily drown,
Smiles creep o’er my face, and smother my lips, and cloy,
Each muscle sink to itself, and separately enjoy.

Ebenezer Jones

Well said Alf, an excellent choice.

[Mossdog]

On a similar summery theme...

Daisy

I will not meet that quiet child

roughly my age but match-size

I will not kneel low enough to her lashes

to look her in her open eye

or feel her hairy wiry strength

or open my mouth among her choristers

I will not lie small enough under her halo

to smell its laundered frills

or let the slightest whisperiness

find out her friendliness

because she is more

summer-like more meek

than I am I will push my nail

into her neck and make

a lovely necklace out of her green bones


Alice Oswald

[Hes]

Thank you for this Mossy, I saw it about a mnbth or so ago in the saturday Guardian and its in that book I mentioned the other day. I love it.

On a similar summery theme...

Daisy

I will not meet that quiet child

roughly my age but match-size

I will not kneel low enough to her lashes

to look her in her open eye

or feel her hairy wiry strength

or open my mouth among her choristers

I will not lie small enough under her halo

to smell its laundered frills

or let the slightest whisperiness

find out her friendliness

because she is more

summer-like more meek

than I am I will push my nail

into her neck and make

a lovely necklace out of her green bones


Alice Oswald

[Hes]

curled nose to tail
a companion returned
snoring terrier

[stevefoster]

curled nose to tail
a companion returned
snoring terrier

Like that Hes, i have a snoring terrier on my lap after a last walk.
Gem the Patterdale Terrier.

[freckle]

Some brillaint choices by one and all today and tonight, Mossy I loved reading a bit of Neruda from my desk at work today, just what the doctor ordered! Hes and Steve nice to see you back around...

Saturday night deliberations
Shall I be a flapper
Or No
only if you
will wear Spats!

[OneOffPoet]

Absolutely brilliant One Off!!!!!! this is a top notch poem, "no change in entropy" great line....thank you :-)

That's very kind, thank you. I'm very nervous about poetry because i know so little about it. It's not why I do it, but it's lovely when someone reads something you wrote (even if they don't like it!).

I've noticed that there's arguably more on here that's written by others that people have found/already know about and post. It's the only exposure to poetry I've ever had so it's my only expriernce of a new world within which i find myself dabbling. The knowledge and imagination that people employ to share things they know is lovely to see, but it makes shoving your own stuff inbetween it all a bit nerve racking.

Is there any sort of ettiquite regarding piling in with your own stuff whilst a thread is going along its merry way? Apologies if i have somehow missed that.

Thanks for the crash course everyone

Oop

[freckle]

That's very kind, thank you. I'm very nervous about poetry because i know so little about it. It's not why I do it, but it's lovely when someone reads something you wrote (even if they don't like it!).

I've noticed that there's arguably more on here that's written by others that people have found/already know about and post. It's the only exposure to poetry I've ever had so it's my only expriernce of a new world within which i find myself dabbling. The knowledge and imagination that people employ to share things they know is lovely to see, but it makes shoving your own stuff inbetween it all a bit nerve racking.

Is there any sort of ettiquite regarding piling in with your own stuff whilst a thread is going along its merry way? Apologies if i have somehow missed that.

Thanks for the crash course everyone

Oop

Hi One Off

funnily enough I am fairly new to poetry too, I haven't done any further qaulifications/courses and am very much still learning like yourself...there are absolutely no rules on this thread (just an unspoken one about respecting all contributions!) and I think it is fair to say that it is regarded as a place to play creatively with ideas. I sincerely hope you will continue to contribute as your poems to date have been really well written, there is a saying about people writing about what they know, some of the best poems on here are about the art and love of fell running...I would very much include your poems in this category...i am still very new to fell running and hope one day to write poems like yours with such authenticity...

keep them coming One Off! :-)