Where to go, where to go, where to go...now

I'm not sure where I am taking this from here. I haven't really been using it much, and lack of internet is the biggest reason for that. But I hope for that to change soon. I also think I might make this more about getting to know me, and where I come from, how I came to be like I am, think like I do, act like I do, ecetera. Hope to be back here with a clear vision of where it is going soon. Until then!

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So, um, yeah, I need to get better about posting to this. I will soon. I promise. I hope. Maybe.

Yes, I am still alive.

So, I've been gone for a long time. Things got busy. But I hope to be back in here with the next poem soon. :)

Poetry Series 4: Frost

So, it's been some time. I had no computer which made posting near impossible. But now I am back with not only one, but two, Frost poems. Enjoy!


Bond and Free

Love has earth to which she clings
With hills and circling arms about--
Wall within wall to shut fear out.
But Thought has need of no such things,
For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings.

On snow and sand and turn, I see
Where Love has left a printed trace
With straining in the world's embrace.
And such is Love and glad to be
But Thought has shaken his ankles free.

Thought cleaves the interstellar gloom
And sits in Sirius' disc all night,
Till day makes him retrace his flight
With smell of burning on every plume,
Back past the sun to an earthly room.

His gains in heaven are what they are.
Yet some say Love by being thrall
And simply staying possesses all
In several beauty that Thought fares far
To find fused in another star.



The Rose Family

The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple's a rose,
And the pear is, and so's
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only know
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose--
But were always a rose.

Poetry Series 3: T.S. Eliot

Eyes That Last I Saw In Tears

Eyes that last I saw in tears
Through division
Here in death's dream kingdom
The golden vision reappears
I see the eyes but not the tears
This is my affliction

This is my affliction
Eyes I shall not see again
Eyes of decision
Eyes I shall not see unless
At the door of death's other kingdom
Where, as in this,
The eyes outlast a little while
A little while outlast the tears
And hold us in derision.

Poetry Series 2: Loteria Cards and Fortune Poems A Book Of Lives

Okay. Another cultural and interesting selection this time before we get to some classic authors. This is a collaborative project between a poet and an artist. It is artwork and poetry based on the Mexican game of chance, la loteria. Again, another collection I suggest you fully examine. But for today, I chose the final poem and indeed one of the more powerful. La Rosa.



You called my name,

I remember-you painted
my storms after the century burned. You left me.
My days, well, you said, they were lives
without discovery, you used that word-
discovery. My rouge voices fascinated you,
the unkempt nights in my tresses, all
radiations drawn in-between my heart and
your heart. We were Einstein's chalk-lines
crossing over stars and wide seas
into timelessness. Yes, the lascivious poisons
of my thorns were necessary, they were the steps
I took to reach my heights. Each kiss,
an ascension. Now, the vase stands as a reminder
of your ashes. The house, arranged in perfect
shadows, an illusion too. I flourish with these
new silences & new loves. I use the word silences

for sky.

Poetry Series 1: The Astrakhan Cloak

This collection is unique because it features poems by Nuala Ni Dhomhnnaill in Gaelic (Irish) and English translations by Paul Muldoon. The Gaelic is on the even pages with the English on the odds--side by side. I really suggest you check out the whole collection. The poem I picked for this series is one that has relevance to recent times though it was written in 1991. Without further ado, The View from Cabinteely.



A swivel-wing of light. The suburban drone
kicking in after one more hopeless day.
Kids home from school. Grown-ups from the job.
Doors and windows flashing. Grimaces. Grins.

A car backfires in the next avenue.
The bicycle-brigade in headlong, straggling retreat.
Smoke rising from chimneys. Those shades
behind lace shades, cooking up a storm.

In back-yards footballs score direct hits
between pines. A collie and an English setter
dispute a bit of green. The thunk of a hurley-ball.
Two magpies on the roof, giving it their all.

The picture-windows now have a blue glow
where families huddle round their TV screens
for news of the missiles and smart bombs
falling on the suburbs of Baghdad, Tel Aviv, Dhahran.

January, 1991

Poetry Series

I got the thought earlier today of doing a series were I pick a poem, copy it into here and people can discuss it. Most of them will be not-so-well-known poems from well-known poets. However, tonight I will be looking at a book of Irish poems so as to start off with something very unique and different. I hope to post it tomorrow.

Aunt Marussia

So, last weekend I spent some quality time with Rand's "We The Living" page 149-Part II. In the midst of this time spent, as Aunt Marussia was dying, it hit me that she was Russia personified. Ma russia...Ma Russia/Mother Russia/Russia the Motherland. I was appalled that it had taken me so long to figure this out as I am usually all over such things. I guess my literary honing talents are a little rusty. Anyways, Aunt Marussia starts off all pretty, beautiful and positive. Or at least forces positivity. Her death is symbolic of the death of Russia under communism and socialism and the unions.

So, the question I post this week is....what other personifications can you think of from novels? Do you have any favorites? What is the idea or meaning behind said personification(s)?

Adaptation "Prejudice"

Okay, so this one involves a novel, plus film or television. What is your favorite adaptation of "Pride & Prejudice"? Is it a television series or mini-series? A film? Why is it your favorite? How well does it relate to the book? Is there anything in the book that you would have liked to see in the adaptation? Was there anything in the adaptation you wished was in the book? Or anything in it that did not fit or belong in connection to the book? If there isn't an adaptation that you like, why not? What is wrong with any of the adaptations you've seen?

So, it's been more than a week. I have no internet. And, embarrassingly, I forgot my login email. I tried to get in some days ago and couldn't. Haha. I've started to take classes for music business and the interesting books for my Self-Promotion and Networking in the Music Business class are taking over a lot of my questions right now. In light of that, this week's blog asks:

What are your thoughts of artists getting their songs on television shows? Is it "selling out"? Do you think it is a good move? Why? This comes out of having read a Billboard interview article with Isaac Slade of The Fray talking about the use of "How to Save A Life" on "Grey's Anatomy" and the more recent sychronization of "You Found Me" with the show "Lost." Thoughts?