An epiphany of sorts
Jeremy1012
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Holistic and purified, I am purged
of that parasitic rage of which
I spoke in acute self-fearing earnest.
My spleen is diminished and all but the
basest crumbs of my hate are banished from
mind and spirit. It gives me fervent
pleasure to feel this litany of heightened
and immeasurable good-will and faith.
Faith in knowing that I, in my naive
and ignorant self, know nothing at all.
I do not care.
This is a sort of response to my own poem that I posted here a few weeks ago. I was in an angry place then. I realised over the last few days that I was missing the point. any comments, critical or otherwise are welcomed.
of that parasitic rage of which
I spoke in acute self-fearing earnest.
My spleen is diminished and all but the
basest crumbs of my hate are banished from
mind and spirit. It gives me fervent
pleasure to feel this litany of heightened
and immeasurable good-will and faith.
Faith in knowing that I, in my naive
and ignorant self, know nothing at all.
I do not care.
This is a sort of response to my own poem that I posted here a few weeks ago. I was in an angry place then. I realised over the last few days that I was missing the point. any comments, critical or otherwise are welcomed.
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
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i like this one too, though question if we, as humans, can ever truly be "purged of that parasitic rage" with in. I agree with what you said in your last post and explanation, and for that reason question this one. I think that 'sooto voce" will always be there, just at differant volumes as relative to its own alter peaceful ego...
i'm curious as to what you think...
of connecting dislocations
and exceeding limitations
by achieving levitation
Edit out the adjectives and adverbs, and use more similes and metaphors. Think of a Peter Green guitar solo: less is more.
Watch what Ms Haiku and Tchaliz do, here: they show, rather than tell. PastaNazi does, too. They select images, and create an accordant state of mind: what TS Eliot called an objective correlative.
You're bloody good, Jamie. This is why I'm saying this. I wouldn't bother, otherwise!
Thanks a lot for your comments by the way and I'm very pleased that you liked the first one. I certainly liked it more than this one with regards to the writing.