riverside tree:
shows gold to the outside;
its core, still green.
Showing Gold [Haiku]
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Category Archives: Poetry
“Parks and Ponds” by Ralph Waldo Emerson [w/ Audio]
Parks and ponds are good by day;
I do not delight
In black acres of the night,
Nor my unseasoned step disturbs
The sleeps of trees or dreams of herbs.
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Slipknot [Free Verse]
As I walk through the woods,
I flow through something
As it flows around & against me...
-- Like a slipknot --
I don't know what it is.
I just feel the slightest of drags
As I feel the greatest of exhilarations.
The drag is subtle...
-- Like a slipknot --
What it is in me that slips past
Whatever it is in nature --
I don't know.
But I know there is an interaction,
Of sorts,
Like a free end through a noose...
-- Like a slipknot --
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“Bold” [Poetry Style #11] by Sikong Tu [w/ Audio]
View flowers like a bandit;
Let nature flow through you,
Breathing in the Great Way
As you let your crazy brew.
Wander like the free winds --
Sea and mountain in gray-blue.
Feel true power overflow,
As all nature lives through you.
Before: sun, moon, and stars;
Behind: the one from two.
By dawn, sea turtles have gone,
Soak your feet where they withdrew.
NOTE: The late Tang Dynasty poet, Sikong Tu (a.k.a. Ssŭ-k‘ung T‘u,) wrote an ars poetica entitled Twenty-Four Styles of Poetry. It presents twenty-four poems that are each in a different tone, reflecting varied concepts from Taoist philosophy and aesthetics. Above is a crude translation of the eleventh of the twenty-four poems. This poem’s Chinese title is 豪放, which has been translated to “Free,” “Set Free,” and “Broad-minded” in various English language translations.
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Dark Evening Brown [Senryū]
a Dark Evening Brown
flits about the woods on a
bright morning, Brown.
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Monkey Hot Tub? [Haiku]
macaques heard,
but not seen, amid the fog
of Winter hot springs.
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“I saw a man pursuing the horizon” by Stephen Crane [w/ Audio]
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never ---"
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
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Snowy Pass [Haiku]
the pass is snowy;
though low country types think it
the cusp of Summer.
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BOOKS: “Harlem Shadows” by Claude McKay
Harlem Shadows by Claude McKayMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
Project Gutenberg
This 1922 poetry collection is wide-ranging and beautifully composed. As the title hints, this is a product of that great literary and artistic movement known as the Harlem Renaissance.
The seventy-plus poems include sonnets and various other forms of poems, mostly lyric and rarely more than a couple pages in length. Besides being varied in form, they poems are also diverse of tone — from frank invectives on race to sweet love poems. They take New York as their home and tap into the verve of the day. The collection includes many of McKay’s best-known poems including: “If We Must Die,” “America,” and “Harlem Shadows.” Though bucolic beauties such as “Spring in New Hampshire” and “The Snow-Fairy” are not to be skipped over.
I enjoyed these poems and found them powerful and lyrical.
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“The Clod and the Pebble” by William Blake [w/ Audio]
"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair."
So sung a little Clod of Clay
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:
"Love seeketh only self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite."
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