Being a poet isn't about the body that goes in the coffin. It's about the body of work left behind. Our oeuvre will speak as a cohesive body long after our physical bodies are dust and ash. We may fade to insignificance and be rediscovered like John Donne. "Death be not proud."
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
What a wonderful novel that is.
thank you for your insights, Fabian,
j.
2 Years Ago
Oh yes, a novel did borrow that line from Donne's poem. I remember reading it many years ago, about .. read moreOh yes, a novel did borrow that line from Donne's poem. I remember reading it many years ago, about the boy with a brain tumor. It was a sad but inspiring read. I hadn't thought of it until you mentioned it. I'm currently reading James Clavell's "Shogun". I saw the television mini-series in the early eighties but the novel is even better. The writing is exemplary.
As poets we keep writing
until the end hopefully being
read even if posthumously
by our close family members
I'm leaving my poetry writes
rights to my grandsons who
will compile them; i just hope
they don't burn them.. lol
nice work Jacob
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
Maybe it would be good to publish a book now, Fran...it would be a keepsake, an heirloom, something .. read moreMaybe it would be good to publish a book now, Fran...it would be a keepsake, an heirloom, something that definitely would leave the poetic mark you have made with your writings.
Writings that dare not be burned, ever.
j.
Indeed, writing is its own reward. It makes me highly satisfied when I write something that seems good to me. Acclaim is something reserved for a relative few, posthumous acclaim for even fewer. Booth Tarkington won two Pulitzers in his lifetime, but few remember him now.
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2 Years Ago
I wonder if our spirits, after we shuffle this mortal coil, will be able to see if our work is remem.. read moreI wonder if our spirits, after we shuffle this mortal coil, will be able to see if our work is remembered.
thank you, John,
j.
As poets or poet-wanna-be's we're fortunate that we can express ourselves or create with words. Your words have always been treasured to me and I'm sure everyone else that reads you. Just make sure they put extra ribbons in the coffin with you. 😊
Interesting thoughts J. Maybe both. I am buried daily in my words, looking for something new to say. A compulsion with me. However maybe after we are gone our words will live on. I hope my words will be treasure for my kin. Your third stanza brought a smile to me.
Chris
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
I surely hope they will last past us...thank you, Chris,
j.
Think it's unusual how some dont get recognized when others get that fast. But I think that's how it is and will be. I wish all the talents, ready to be recognized, be seen and accepted. But oh well, I just wish for some peace.
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
Me too, on the peace thingy, supernova...me too.
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..