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Heith
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Re: Poetry

Postby Heith » Tue Feb 26, 2019 10:19 pm

I return once again to the English renaissance composer John Dowland. The following is from his composition "Go crystal tears". I find said era incredibly fascinating. As a lute enthusiast, Dowland is a must. I am also very fond of old English language.


Go crystal tears, like to the morning show'rs
And sweetly weep into thy lady's breast.
And as the dews rerive the drooping flow'rs,
So let your drops of pity be address'd,
To quicken up the thoughts of my desert,
Which sleeps too sound whilst I from her depart.

Haste restless sighs, and let your burning breath
Dissolve the ice of her indurate heart,
Whose frozen rigour like forgetful Death,
Feels never any touch of my desert:
Yet sighs and tears to her I sacrifice,
Both from a spotless heart and patient eyes
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Re: Poetry

Postby obnoxion » Mon Aug 12, 2019 9:56 pm

Writer of many great ghost poems, Thomas Hardy (1840 - 1928) pauses here on an August night (perhaps not unlike the one that we're having at the moment here in Finland) to contemplate the wisdom of the insects:

AN AUGUST MIDNIGHT
Thomas Hardy
I

A shaded lamp and a waving blind,
And the beat of a clock from a distant floor:
On this scene enter—winged, horned, and spined—
A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore;
While 'mid my page there idly stands
A sleepy fly, that rubs its hands...

II

Thus meet we five, in this still place,
At this point of time, at this point in space.
—My guests besmear my new-penned line,
Or bang at the lamp and fall supine.
"God's humblest, they!" I muse. Yet why?
They know Earth-secrets that know not I.
One day of Brahma has 14 Indras; his life has 54 000 Indras. One day of Vishnu is the lifetime of Brahma. The lifetime of Vishnu is one day of Shiva.
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Re: Poetry

Postby obnoxion » Wed Aug 28, 2019 12:02 pm

I suppose Emily Dickinson needs no introduction. Her decision to remain a recluse, to live her richly imaginative life in her room is something I can strongly relate to. Charles L. Crow writes in "American Gothic" (University of Wales Press 2009, page 62. The book is part of the excellent Gothic Literary Studies -series):

"She was aware of the dangers of eccentricity, and this is one of the reasons she chose to publish almost none of her poems. Her view of art was Platonic, and she knew that the poet returning from visions of blazing truth and beauty would be considered mad. Society enforces its view of normalcy"

But however unpleasant encountets with differing individuals and societies might be, the encounter with the Self is more demanding Perhaps this is one of the aspects that give mirrors their haunting symblic dimension of depth...? Be that as it may, here is Dickinson's Gothic poem about encountering the self, shared by Charles L. Crowe on the same page mentioned above:

One need not be a Chamber - to be Haunted -
One need not be a House -
The Brain has Corridors - surpassing
Material Place -

Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting
External Ghost
Than its interior Confronting -
That Cooler Host.

Far safer, through an Abbey gallop,
The Stones a'chase -
Than Unarmed, one's a'self encounter -
In lonesome Place -

Ourself behind ourself, concealed -
Should startle most -
Assassin hid in our Apartment
Be horror's least.
One day of Brahma has 14 Indras; his life has 54 000 Indras. One day of Vishnu is the lifetime of Brahma. The lifetime of Vishnu is one day of Shiva.
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Re: Poetry

Postby obnoxion » Thu Sep 19, 2019 7:31 pm

MAGICA
Jean Delville
Trans. Donald Flanell Friedman

Behold the hour for your clairvoyant eyes to shine,
Intent Pythoness, inert in the silent heart of evening!
Your spirit has departed, lost amid the soul of the world,
Seeking the treasure, as your desire weaves its magic.

The sacred flame, which reabsorbs your fleshly being,
Will soon transform the chasms of life into blazing pyres,
As the powers summon you to most secret sabbaths,
Reality of the firmament or infernal nightmare!

The holy aromatic burns in bright vessels;
For you, the world is a pure enchantment,
Where you hover, dazzled, above the element,

And the angel, whom your world calls the twilight,
Will come to reflect in the depths of a black temple,
The brilliance of his golden brow, in a magic mirror.
One day of Brahma has 14 Indras; his life has 54 000 Indras. One day of Vishnu is the lifetime of Brahma. The lifetime of Vishnu is one day of Shiva.

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