Thanks for visiting my poem A Little Rain, I need the feedback. I belong to a once a month and free writer's group. I am without any formal Liberal Arts degree or literary training other than my required Batchelor of Science classes. This was an early piece and I will tinker with it now that you've piqued my attention to it.
Dianne: You are welcome. I'm glad my comments made sense (that's not always a guarantee...) If you do revise, I'll look forward to seeing the new version.
You know, I wouldn't worry about the Liberal Arts degree, if I were you. Just write. Not only is that the best advice I know, it's the only advice that really matters, in the end!
The water looks a little wild. I'm finding it hard to believe that people live that close to the water - I take it there's not much risk of flooding. I would Love to live that close to the water, the poems I would write...
Sorlil: Yes, the wind was whipping the water into some nice breakers, though it is really only a small lake. I'd like to live that close to the water, too. None of those houses are mine :-( Some of them, you could literally step out the back door and into the water....
Sorlil, "I would Love to live that close to the water, the poems I would write" :-) this from someone who writes the most-water-dreamy poetry i know :-)
but yes, i have that longing myself, i am entirely a water creature if i believed the horoscope :-)
hi, James, good morning! :-) that blue... my kitchen and dining-room doors are painted in a similar blue, which has enraged parents and relatives (they should be all white, people think here, or a light beige).
i am exuberant today as it seems, but it is only the effect of your plan of one week photo-posting, see, what a great idea that was :-)
Only where there is language is there world. --Martin Heidegger
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The word that fits would mime the genesis. --Michel Deguy
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Orpheus. Eurydice. Hermes.
... that a whole world of lament arose, in which
all nature reappeared: forest and valley,
road and village, field and stream and animal;
and that around this lament-world, even as
around the other earth, a sun revolved
and a silent, star-filled heaven, a lament-
heaven, with its own, disfigured stars ...
Ein Klage-Himmel, "a lament-heaven," from Rilke's "Orpheus. Eurydike. Hermes." Poetry's post-rupture, post-lapsus, post-death-of-Eurydice dream of recreating that primal world -- Eden, childhood, Orpheus's singing -- where word and thing were one.
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Thanks for visiting my poem A Little Rain, I need the feedback. I belong to a once a month and free writer's group. I am without any formal Liberal Arts degree or literary training other than my required Batchelor of Science classes.
This was an early piece and I will tinker with it now that you've piqued my attention to it.
Dianne: You are welcome. I'm glad my comments made sense (that's not always a guarantee...) If you do revise, I'll look forward to seeing the new version.
You know, I wouldn't worry about the Liberal Arts degree, if I were you. Just write. Not only is that the best advice I know, it's the only advice that really matters, in the end!
The water looks a little wild. I'm finding it hard to believe that people live that close to the water - I take it there's not much risk of flooding.
I would Love to live that close to the water, the poems I would write...
Sorlil: Yes, the wind was whipping the water into some nice breakers, though it is really only a small lake. I'd like to live that close to the water, too. None of those houses are mine :-( Some of them, you could literally step out the back door and into the water....
Sorlil, "I would Love to live that close to the water, the poems I would write" :-)
this from someone who writes the most-water-dreamy poetry i know :-)
but yes, i have that longing myself, i am entirely a water creature if i believed the horoscope :-)
hi, James, good morning! :-)
that blue... my kitchen and dining-room doors are painted in a similar blue, which has enraged parents and relatives (they should be all white, people think here, or a light beige).
i am exuberant today as it seems, but it is only the effect of your plan of one week photo-posting, see, what a great idea that was :-)
(oh, and the snow, let's not forget the snow!)
Hi, Roxana: You? -- a chromatic rebel??? Why am I not surprised? :-)
Is it still snowing? Deeper and deeper. And miles to go before I sleep....
Thanks Roxana :)
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