This was so beautifully written. You hold so much wisdom and truth here. You really made me look into myself with this as this felt so personal and truly like a part of yourself placed on a page. I am so happy that I got to read this. I really think you expressed this perfectly. This is going into my favorites so I can enjoy it again.
brilliant and these lines are so very appropriate for an ageing semi-recluse like myself:
It is impossible for us
to keep such things
to ourselves
and so we share.
Added 6/26/08: I meant to say the other day that I liked the first part the best, though both are nice.
Emily- there is much to this writing in way of drawing thoughts to ponder from the readers perspective
and firstly..the concept of connecting creartivity such as poetry with the heart- it defines this poem
in many ways.. the second stanza has touching effect in its raw - unbound forward emotion..and
one can fully feel the resonating voice behind the words.. in light of the meaning you've said a valume
of thought in the first two stanzas alone....as i continued reading the image became clear as to the
intent and that being how the artists creation bring the soul into existance. Subtle and excelling
approach bring your words to life-entwining passionate metaphor and wisdom.. I enjoyed reading this
you know i never took a dive into poetry ,but your talking about it makes me think other wise,you describe it so beautifully ...Our hopes and haunts
are engulfed
In the lost ellipses
of forgotten worlds....wow this is really great ,i read it four times to enjoy the tunes in it ,you are lovely today dear Emily
I agree with Tompkins, writing poems about poetry is hard. Very few things are orginal, our words depend aim to cross divides of differences through the sharing/ confession of our own shared experiences however i think what seaparates good poetry from REALLY good poetry is for the poet to take this shared experience and try to give it their own orginal slant on it thereby providing the reader with a brief illuminating insight. What I'm trying to say this is a lovely poem, but some poems need more 'weight' on them so they don't lazily waft away into the ether. the world 'place' grounds your poem but your description could do with more concreteness.
As always, thanks for sharing your work. if poetry is a place then i'd like to think it's a place of learning.
i think so far that you poetry carries a soft philosphical tone that almost undercarries the weight of your questions.
maybe what defines us as artists is the simple instinct to share ourselves. it's a refreshing and new perspective. i like the short and simple form you pose this. i don't think it needs more. i'd say it's finished.
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..