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Conjuring

PostPosted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:53 pm
by Saturn
Conjuring

I try to conjure
Thoughts of you
In my dreams
But nothing comes.

As if a surfeit
Of day-dreams
Tire the mind
Of its need.

What arts,
What spell
Can I use
To invoke

A nightly vision
Of consummation?

Once only:

I dreamt I was dying
And you came to me.
You held my hand
As I told of my love.
We kissed but once
Then slowly I died.

It seems to me
The heart cannot
Even be full,
Not even fantasy
Can ever make
The impossible
Come true.

Weary days
Drag ever on
And magic dies
Leaving art
Too poor
To compensate.

I am Faustus
Selling my soul
Each day anew.

Nor wealth,
Nor power,
Nor wisdom
Do I ask.

That which is
Eternal, pure,
Universal
Yet elusive.

Ask no more.
Spirits refuse
Such request.

PostPosted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 4:28 pm
by Credo Buffa
Beautiful language here, Saturn. The words flow off your tongue when you read it.

PostPosted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:41 pm
by Saturn
Poetry from its very beginning was meant to be read aloud of course.

I try to write so that it could be recited, or at least so that it doesn't leave you tongue-tied.

PostPosted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 11:14 pm
by Credo Buffa
When you write a line, do you say it aloud along with the lines before it to hear how it sounds before committing it to paper?

PostPosted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 11:18 pm
by Saturn
No, I just think of how it would sound, or say it in my head

I often come up with a line during the night or walking in the street so if I started saying it out loud I'd get very strange looks.

PostPosted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 10:23 pm
by dks
Nice one, Saturn. I love the sparse language--it adds volumes to what's emoted here...it is quite a lovely piece. I really love the allusion to Faust...and I love these stanzas in particular:

Weary days
Drag ever on
And magic dies
Leaving art
Too poor
To compensate.

I am Faustus
Selling my soul
Each day anew.

Nor wealth,
Nor power,
Nor wisdom
Do I ask.

That which is
Eternal, pure,
Universal
Yet elusive.


The yearning is palpable...

PostPosted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 10:39 pm
by Saturn
Desperation rather than yearning I think Denise.

Yearning has a rationality about it but love and obsession in this case has no basis in rationality at all, at least to me.

I am deranged, or at least demented by my own desires.

Who cannot help but be when what or whom you most desire is in front of you, yet never further away.

PostPosted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 10:56 pm
by AhDistinctly
I agree with Denise. I thought the sparse language reinforced your perspective, which was underpinned by this stanza:

Weary days
Drag ever on
And magic dies
Leaving art
Too poor
To compensate.

And good observation, Credo, about the oral/verbal quality of this piece.

Very nice, indeed!

PostPosted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 1:36 am
by dks
Saturn wrote:Desperation rather than yearning I think Denise.

Yearning has a rationality about it but love and obsession in this case has no basis in rationality at all, at least to me.

I am deranged, or at least demented by my own desires.

Who cannot help but be when what or whom you most desire is in front of you, yet never further away.


...I can identify...

PostPosted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 1:50 am
by Saturn
Yes I know - we're both crazy :?

PostPosted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 3:33 am
by dks
Saturn wrote:Yes I know - we're both crazy :?


*chuckle* I rather like it...don't think I could have it any other way...

PostPosted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 10:14 am
by Saturn
Makes life very difficult though :?

Here's a little on-the-spot doggerel:

Oh love thou art a changling boy
Who playeth so subtly on thy bow,
Plucking forth my heart strings low
As if they were a children's toy.

PostPosted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:15 pm
by dks
Saturn wrote:Makes life very difficult though :?

Here's a little on-the-spot doggerel:

Oh love thou art a changling boy
Who playeth so subtly on thy bow,
Plucking forth my heart strings low
As if they were a children's toy.


Pretty damn good on the spot! :shock:

PostPosted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 1:04 am
by Saturn
It feels like I just remembered it from somewhere else.

:?