Ophelia's Nun

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  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    A square ditch festers on the playing green.
    Steel cold. Jagged as hard throat wire.
    No, do not be thrown down. What had been
    the game of angels ended in that mire.
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    "You need to edit your writing;
    It's long and cumbersome;
    The style's just not inviting:
    In fact it's slumbersome.
    You're quite the Malaprop, you know:
    Big words, all misapplied.
    From one mistake more errors grow,
    and well, my patience died,
    I would say, about line three.
    To get THERE was a push.
    Good prose, when choice, is clear to see
    and feel. It's bright, it's lush:
    It shows the writer's mind in flight,
    not just a clumsy pride.
    Try and make your vision bright:
    Now, look up ... Open wide...."

    :D
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
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    ...
    AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


    Mffffmmmhhhhhhhhh!!!!! MHHHHFFFFMMMFFF
    MFFFFFFFMMMMMMM!!!"


    :D
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
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  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Thank you for your poem.
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
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  • suede
    suede Posts: 247
    how about lurking, fins? you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Pasta asked me a couple of times to come and read her poems. That's not lurking. That's reading. The phrase "lurking" lacks an objective correlative when spoken in this context; it implies that the speaker's state of mind is in excess of facts as they are. (Read TS Eliot on "Hamlet". Better still, read "Hamlet".)

    Do people lurk in Public Libraries when they go to read books? The acquisition of knowledge by reading is greatly sullied when claimed to be a voyeuristic pursuit. If you see a reader as a voyeur, then you must perceive your own writing as squallid: The logic is relentless.

    People have the self esteem to respond in the face of adversity with gentility and kindness, though a cruder sensibility would misread such magnanimity as ego. The one word cry of ego against a person generous with words is as an admission of impotent ego in oneself, a projective misidentification. Let the call of "ego" come and fall upon the speaker of that word.

    "The worst are full of passionate intensity."
    WB Yeats


    :)
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
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  • suede
    suede Posts: 247
    ego.
  • dyaogirl
    dyaogirl Posts: 138
    This is about a love for a band that inspires us to new and creative heights! And it’s about sharing the beautiful creative energy that has gone into this thread's creation! Let’s get back to the basics and share our art, our creativity! So, poetry, writing and prose please!

    Thanks,
    dyaogirl
    '..... Ah! A perfect illustration of the poststructuralist paradox. Does the signifier "Merlot" correspond with the 'truth' of the bottle I polished off last night, or do we hold in our thoughts a different "signified" of bottle-of-Merlot-ness? Perhaps we're dreaming of the same bottle!" -FinsburyParkCarrots

  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    No, no, It's not ego on my part. Ego motivates destructive behaviour. I set up exercises for other people to excel, and they, not I, produced the best work on this thread, perhaps on this forum. I'm proud of everybody here who makes an effort to effect positivity through creativity.

    It's great to have good friends whose talent and goodwill continues to move and amaze me! :)
  • dyaogirl
    dyaogirl Posts: 138
    Ophelia's Nun is a wonderful place to share and grow. It has flourished under the gentle guidance of its starter. It's been a learning experience for us all. So many people have shared in it's creation, it has a beauty and life of it’s own. It seems unfair for the people who have contributed to its energy and the ones who have yet to read it to have it silenced. I come back time and time again to read the joy and the energy that is what we call Ophelia’s Nun.
    '..... Ah! A perfect illustration of the poststructuralist paradox. Does the signifier "Merlot" correspond with the 'truth' of the bottle I polished off last night, or do we hold in our thoughts a different "signified" of bottle-of-Merlot-ness? Perhaps we're dreaming of the same bottle!" -FinsburyParkCarrots

  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Thank you, olderman, for your PM of support, by the way. :)
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    The blackthorn hangs, the sparrow calls.
    the autumn takes to wind.
    The blackthorn rises; look what falls.
    A summer's blaze. Behind
    my lidding eyes, the memory
    of growth will build again.
    Let them fall, leaves, tears, awry:
    My love's my store and gain.
  • ruby
    ruby Posts: 103
    He sits writing his words
    And sometimes, I'm certain, he's standing...
    When a curious mix of delightful words
    into his head they are landing

    And his joy at the words
    he cannot contain
    nor refrain from sharing with others
    For the man is a wordsmith,
    that's his trade don't you know?
    Would it satisfy if he kept to himself?
    Nay, for only a fool would expect
    that a tradesman would store
    his glorious life work on a shelf!
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Thank you, ruby. :)
  • ruby
    ruby Posts: 103
    You're most welcome. (I meant every word. You are truly a delight.)
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Thank you.
  • dyaogirl
    dyaogirl Posts: 138
    Originally posted by ruby
    He sits writing his words
    And sometimes, I'm certain, he's standing...
    When a curious mix of delightful words
    into his head they are landing

    And his joy at the words
    he cannot contain
    nor refrain from sharing with others
    For the man is a wordsmith,
    that's his trade don't you know?
    Would it satisfy if he kept to himself?
    Nay, for only a fool would expect
    that a tradesman would store
    his glorious life work on a shelf!



    Yaaay! Ruby!

    Yes! This is the way most of us on the board truly feel!

    Thank you Ruby for expressing it so eloquently!
    '..... Ah! A perfect illustration of the poststructuralist paradox. Does the signifier "Merlot" correspond with the 'truth' of the bottle I polished off last night, or do we hold in our thoughts a different "signified" of bottle-of-Merlot-ness? Perhaps we're dreaming of the same bottle!" -FinsburyParkCarrots

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