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mirage29 Knowflake Posts: 15191 From: us Registered: May 2012
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posted July 10, 2015 08:09 PM
That was literally a page-turner, Pearlty! quote: Nothing like poetry when you lie awake at night. It keeps the old brain limber. It washes away the mud and sand that keeps on blocking up the bends. Like waves to make the pebbles dance on my old floors. And turn them into rubies and jacinths; or at any rate, good imitations. ~Joyce Caryedit to add.. http://www.theosociety.org/pasadena/path/v02n04p102_the-poetry-of-reincarnation.htm
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Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted July 11, 2015 12:06 PM
Glad you enjoyed it and the rest of the archives as well Mirage! Reincarnation, definitely a subject to come back to time again as food for thought, especially when blended with poetry. IP: Logged |
Randall Webmaster Posts: 195491 From: I hold a Juris Doctorate (J.D.) and a Legum Magister (LL.M.)! Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 12, 2015 01:58 PM
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Randall Webmaster Posts: 195491 From: I hold a Juris Doctorate (J.D.) and a Legum Magister (LL.M.)! Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 13, 2015 03:03 PM
Joyce is a poet?IP: Logged |
Randall Webmaster Posts: 195491 From: I hold a Juris Doctorate (J.D.) and a Legum Magister (LL.M.)! Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 14, 2015 01:07 PM
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Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted July 15, 2015 10:09 AM
Author... https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joyce_CaryIP: Logged |
Randall Webmaster Posts: 195491 From: I hold a Juris Doctorate (J.D.) and a Legum Magister (LL.M.)! Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 16, 2015 01:21 PM
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Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted August 10, 2015 02:04 PM
To burn always with this hard, gem-like flame, to maintain this ecstasy, is success in life. In a sense it might even be said that our failure is to form habits: for, after all, habit is relative to a stereotyped world, and meantime it is only the roughness of the eye that makes two persons, things, situations, seem alike. While all melts under our feet, we may well grasp at any exquisite passion, or any contribution to knowledge that seems by a lifted horizon to set the spirit free for a moment, or any stirring of the sense, strange dyes, strange colours, and curious odours, or work of the artist’s hands, or the face of one’s friend. Not to discriminate every moment some passionate attitude in those about us, and in the very brilliancy of their gifts some tragic dividing on their ways, is, on this short day of frost and sun, to sleep before evening. With this sense of the splendour of our experience and of its awful brevity, gathering all we are into one desperate effort to see and touch, we shall hardly have time to make theories about the things we see and touch. What we have to do is to be for ever curiously testing new opinions and courting new impressions, never acquiescing in a facile orthodoxy, of Comte, or of Hegel, or of our own. Philosophical theories or ideas, as points of view, instruments of criticism, may help us to gather up what might otherwise pass unregarded by us. “Philosophy is the microscope of thought.” The theory or idea or system which requires of us the sacrifice of any part of this experience, in consideration of some interest into which we cannot enter, or some abstract theory we have not identified with ourselves, or of what is only conventional, has no real claim upon us.~Walter Pater
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Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted September 18, 2015 09:41 AM
I replace melancholy by courage, doubt by certainty, despair by hope, malice by good, complaints by duty, scepticism by faith, sophisms by cool equanimity and pride by modesty. ~Comte de Lautréamont* Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around you. If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here. No two trees are the same to Raven. No two branches are the same to Wren. If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you, You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows Where you are. you must let it find you. ~David Wagoner IP: Logged |
Ayelet Moderator Posts: 4048 From: Registered: Sep 2010
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posted September 18, 2015 11:55 AM
I sure wouldn't want that what a tree or bush does would be lost on me... And I'll keep in mind what Comte de Lautreamont says, it seems like a wise approach.. IP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted September 18, 2015 04:34 PM
quote: I sure wouldn't want that what a tree or bush does would be lost on me...
Revisiting whenever needed...a place of stillness and peace. IP: Logged |
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posted September 20, 2015 04:18 PM
I see poetry as a form of being awake. "I'll never waste my dreams by falling asleep. Never again." EUGÈNE IONESCO, Man With Bags ------------------ I seem to have loved you in numberless forms... AstroMandala New Profiles IP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted October 07, 2015 10:48 AM
Love that!! ^ IP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted October 07, 2015 10:48 AM
I can imagine nothing more terrifying than an Eternity filled with men who were all the same. The only thing which has made life bearable…has been the diversity of creatures on the surface of the globe. ~T.H. WhiteIP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted November 14, 2015 04:04 PM
Looking back at a repetition of empty days, one sees that monuments have sprung up. Habit is not mere subjugation, it is a tender tie: when one remembers habit it seems to have been happiness. * Only in a house where one has learnt to be lonely does one have this solicitude for things. One's relation to them, the daily seeing or touching, begins to become love, and to lay one open to pain. * No object is mysterious. The mystery is in your eye. * Experience isn't interesting until it begins to repeat itself. In fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience. ~Elizabeth BowenIP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted December 01, 2015 12:23 PM
I like the word ‘decadent,’ all shimmering with purple and gold … it throws out the brilliance of flames and the gleam of precious stones. It is made up of carnal spirit and unhappy flesh and of all the violent splendors of the Lower Empire; it conjures up the paint of the courtesans, the sports of the circus, the breath of the tamers of animals, the bounding of wild beasts, the collapse among the flames of races exhausted by the power of feeling, to the invading sound of enemy trumpets. The decadence is Sardanapalus lighting the fire in the midst of his women, it is Seneca declaiming poetry as he opens his veins, it is Petronius masking his agony with flowers. ~Paul VerlaineIP: Logged |
Randall Webmaster Posts: 195491 From: I hold a Juris Doctorate (J.D.) and a Legum Magister (LL.M.)! Registered: Apr 2009
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posted December 07, 2015 12:55 PM
quote: Originally posted by Pearlty: I like the word ‘decadent,’ all shimmering with purple and gold … it throws out the brilliance of flames and the gleam of precious stones. It is made up of carnal spirit and unhappy flesh and of all the violent splendors of the Lower Empire; it conjures up the paint of the courtesans, the sports of the circus, the breath of the tamers of animals, the bounding of wild beasts, the collapse among the flames of races exhausted by the power of feeling, to the invading sound of enemy trumpets. The decadence is Sardanapalus lighting the fire in the midst of his women, it is Seneca declaiming poetry as he opens his veins, it is Petronius masking his agony with flowers. ~Paul Verlaine
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Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted December 31, 2015 12:32 PM
Still, the last sad memory hovers round, and sometimes drifts across like floating mist, cutting off sunshine and chilling the remembrance of happier times. There have been joys too great to be described in words, and there have been griefs upon which I have not dared to dwell; and with these in mind I say: Climb if you will, but remember that courage and strength are nought without prudence, and that a momentary negligence may destroy the happiness of a lifetime. Do nothing in haste; look well to each step; and from the beginning think what may be the end. ~Edward WhymperIP: Logged |
mirage29 Knowflake Posts: 15191 From: us Registered: May 2012
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posted December 31, 2015 08:48 PM
quote: Originally posted by Pearlty: Still, the last sad memory hovers round, and sometimes drifts across like floating mist, cutting off sunshine and chilling the remembrance of happier times. There have been joys too great to be described in words, and there have been griefs upon which I have not dared to dwell; and with these in mind I say: Climb if you will, but remember that courage and strength are nought without prudence, and that a momentary negligence may destroy the happiness of a lifetime. Do nothing in haste; look well to each step; and from the beginning think what may be the end. ~Edward Whymper
Profound words. Happy New Year 2016 to you, my Pearlty. Thank you for sharing your talents, wisdoms, and Poetry Heart with us. Many Blessings!
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Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted December 31, 2015 11:16 PM
Happy New Year all!! Ty, Mirage IP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted January 02, 2016 01:27 PM
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mirage29 Knowflake Posts: 15191 From: us Registered: May 2012
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posted January 05, 2016 10:54 AM
Pearlty... YOU, are Beautiful! You have a great future ahead of you. Only Believe... Believe that in the midst of impossibilities, a Way through will be shown you. Know that You are Loved, and hold that in the deepest and closest places in your Heart. Thanks for all you do, Pearlty... You're a Treasure. There's an Angel called "Hope" - Embrace her, rather-- BE in her embrace, protectively embraced BY her, for all your life, and you'll never walk alone. (music) You'll Never Walk Alone (Josh Groban, R&H Carousel) [4:26] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1WpGqEOCOg IP: Logged |
Ayelet Moderator Posts: 4048 From: Registered: Sep 2010
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posted January 05, 2016 08:11 PM
Pearlty, congratulations on publishing a third book! I don't know if your'e right about poetry being less of a competitive form of art. I have once been on some workshop and the atmosphere there wasn't the most pleasant. I think it rather depends on your environment, and even more on the people who are the in charge of such endeavors. Where I come from there is a lot of competition, but I try not to enter that scene. I hope I'll succeed publishing my book soon... It is wonderful that you'll be involved with another's creation. This is how it should be, really. We need to be for one another, and this is no less rewarding than creating your own poetry. Perhaps I am not yet familiar with all zones of writing, creating, etc. It seems schools/academies for art encourage competition, and that is very damaging. I need my peace of mind to create and I love being involved with other people's creativiy, even if passively doing so. IP: Logged |
Randall Webmaster Posts: 195491 From: I hold a Juris Doctorate (J.D.) and a Legum Magister (LL.M.)! Registered: Apr 2009
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posted January 06, 2016 03:07 PM
Congrats! IP: Logged |
Pearlty Knowflake Posts: 1965 From: Ohio Registered: Jan 2012
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posted January 06, 2016 07:07 PM
Thanks Mirage! and also for the music. You are beautiful too. "There's an Angel called "Hope" - Embrace her, rather-- BE in her embrace, protectively embraced BY her, for all your life, and you'll never walk alone." Thank you for this reminder. "I need my peace of mind to create and I love being involved with other people's creativiy, even if passively doing so." Ayelet, I'm pretty much the same way, thank you for your thoughts above. You create such beautiful work, I'm sure when you're ready to publish- it will be outstanding. Thanks Randall, I was a little fussy when I first saw my book cover, originally It was a flowery photo I took, but I think they wanted me to try one of their templates instead- which was clearer and fitting with the poems... I ended up liking it and went with it. Yikes.. these last 10 years or so, a whirlwind! but a good continuing journey.
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