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Migrant Flood

FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
edited January 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
"We are a river flowing" goes the song,
sung long, glutting better sense. No flow,
no river brood. My blood cannot belong
upon the river when I cannot know
the source. Oh severance. This history,
where migrant lives make channels in the land
and lose their home! This mystery,
this misery of things I'll never understand,
is where I am positioned, in the gap
between an aimless destiny and back
beyond in false imaginings and pap
dreams of first identity. My lack
is my identity. Off from the flow,
Outsourced: This is all I am and know.
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
    Ezra Pound described the poems he was writing around 1912 as "Imagiste". Pound proposed three characteristics of Imagism:

    (a) Direct presentation of imagery through sharp and definite perceptions of the world;

    (b) Very economical use of language;

    (c) Use of free verse.

    Please write a poem or as many poems as you like, in the Imagist mode.
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
    Fook, that was supposed to be a new thread. Never mind. Carry on. ;)
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    Fook?Fook Me!!!!! Randy darling..randy!
    How about some shakes finns?
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
    In the green grave
    yard of kings,a blue
    plumed summer bird:
    nibbling eucalyptus
    with his yellow beak
    from a goldbarked tree
    and bobbing his head
    high, shiny blackeyed.
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    I always say I'm Going to Bed
    I tie a brown towel around my cold ,damp head...
    I'll walk down the stairs...tread..to smoke,
    As I later walk back up, to scream out my joke...
    The bright sun will never cease to rise,
    I"ll sleep until twelve, and then open my eyes.

    Good night..see yall same bat place,same bat channel,the day after tomorrow.Lots of work to be done,eh?
    Heart,
    ali
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • grooveamaticgrooveamatic Posts: 1,374
    i'll have one by tommorow, Finns.
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
    Okay fellamelads and fellamelasses of the etherness.
  • grooveamaticgrooveamatic Posts: 1,374
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    Okay fellamelads and fellamelasses of the etherness.

    I'll have to look those two up.
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
    You won't find 'em. I made 'em up. ;)
  • grooveamaticgrooveamatic Posts: 1,374
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    You won't find 'em. I made 'em up. ;)

    Thank God. ;)
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  • grooveamaticgrooveamatic Posts: 1,374
    It's descent
    At first
    Only peripherally
    Real
    By fern's
    Baby branches
    Then filling in
    Like milk seeping
    Up through sand
    Carmelizing around
    Husking trunks quickly
    Saddling the twilight
    With impossible thickness
    The dying sun
    Alighting
    On fragments
    As if lichen
    And then gone just as fast
    The living woods can breathe again
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Posts: 12,223
    Damned fine. There's viscous mindsap oozing from the wood cluster spirit in this beauty:

    Husking trunks quickly
    Saddling the twilight
    With impossible thickness


    Thanks very much Grooveamatic. I'm finally off to bed. Cheers.
  • grooveamaticgrooveamatic Posts: 1,374
    FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:
    Damned fine. There's viscous mindsap oozing from the wood cluster spirit in this beauty:

    Husking trunks quickly
    Saddling the twilight
    With impossible thickness


    Thanks very much Grooveamatic. I'm finally off to bed. Cheers.

    Thanks so much, Fins. Have a good night!
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