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a tribute

Postby dks » Tue Apr 04, 2006 5:38 am

Guys,

I just wanted to share a poem I wrote...it's a recent one. I'll be submitting this along with others for my master's thesis...I hope you enjoy the obvious allusion in the last stanza; I took great joy in coming up with that image.

And since you are all accomplished explicators...this should be fodder for you, as my imagery does not touch that of the man himself. Tell me, if you'd like, to whom you think the first two stanzas allude:

Angelology

It was Michael,
Mighty, battle weary,
Tending
Vast, lonely shores
And virgin horses,
Mending Greeks’
Sacred lores.

And light, august
Gabriel
Whose trumpet
Asserts,
And filched fire alerts
Those coming
To kindle heat,
Plunder hearts
And meet
Glory.

But, it is hushed
Raphael,
Not ever charged
Near so much,
Whose name,
Embossed on the pools
Of Bethesda in dusty gold,
Still pours his salve
Onto the mean world,
And strokes the fever cold.
"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the Truth of Imagination."
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Postby Saturn » Tue Apr 04, 2006 9:10 am

Very nice work - moved this to the poetry section if you don't mind.
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Postby dks » Tue Apr 04, 2006 2:00 pm

No...not at all.

Thank you, Saturn. :oops:
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Postby Saturn » Tue Apr 04, 2006 9:42 pm

Don't worry, I'm just anal about keeping everything in it's place :lol:
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Postby dks » Tue Apr 04, 2006 11:06 pm

I understand. I'm still green on this forum...but I'm learning.

:)
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Michelangelo

Postby jamiano » Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:28 am

dks wrote:Guys,

I just wanted to share a poem I wrote...it's a recent one. I'll be submitting this along with others for my master's thesis...I hope you enjoy the obvious allusion in the last stanza; I took great joy in coming up with that image.

And since you are all accomplished explicators...this should be fodder for you, as my imagery does not touch that of the man himself. Tell me, if you'd like, to whom you think the first two stanzas allude:

Angelology

It was Michael,
Mighty, battle weary,
Tending
Vast, lonely shores
And virgin horses,
Mending Greeks’
Sacred lores.

And light, august
Gabriel
Whose trumpet
Asserts,
And filched fire alerts
Those coming
To kindle heat,
Plunder hearts
And meet
Glory.

But, it is hushed
Raphael,
Not ever charged
Near so much,
Whose name,
Embossed on the pools
Of Bethesda in dusty gold,
Still pours his salve
Onto the mean world,
And strokes the fever cold.
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Michelangelo

Postby jamiano » Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:29 am

dks wrote:Guys,

I just wanted to share a poem I wrote...it's a recent one. I'll be submitting this along with others for my master's thesis...I hope you enjoy the obvious allusion in the last stanza; I took great joy in coming up with that image.

And since you are all accomplished explicators...this should be fodder for you, as my imagery does not touch that of the man himself. Tell me, if you'd like, to whom you think the first two stanzas allude:

Angelology

It was Michael,
Mighty, battle weary,
Tending
Vast, lonely shores
And virgin horses,
Mending Greeks’
Sacred lores.

And light, august
Gabriel
Whose trumpet
Asserts,
And filched fire alerts
Those coming
To kindle heat,
Plunder hearts
And meet
Glory.

But, it is hushed
Raphael,
Not ever charged
Near so much,
Whose name,
Embossed on the pools
Of Bethesda in dusty gold,
Still pours his salve
Onto the mean world,
And strokes the fever cold.
jamiano
 
Posts: 53
Joined: Thu Mar 24, 2005 6:14 pm

Postby Saturn » Thu Apr 06, 2006 10:18 pm

:?: :?:

Jamiano - what's going on here :roll:

I'm scared :?
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