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PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 10:48 pm
by Malia
Is everyone still working on your Keats poem(s)? There are only three days left until the end of the month ;)

I am working on one. I know where I want it to go. . .but somewhere between my head and my hand, that darned poem turns from genius to gawd-awful! ;) :lol:

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 11:03 pm
by Credo Buffa
I'm trying, I really am! I just keep hearing Keats in my ear saying that "If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all" while I'm sitting here forcing myself to write something. . . :roll: The irony is just too much! Bah!

On a happier creative note, I came up with a brilliant idea for a large ensemble piece, and I'm crazy with excitement at starting on it! :D I'll have to cool myself down and make sure I get this poem done in light of all that :wink:

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 11:10 pm
by Saturn
Credo Buffa wrote:I'm trying, I really am! I just keep hearing Keats in my ear saying that "If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all" while I'm sitting here forcing myself to write something. . . :roll: The irony is just too much! Bah!

On a happier creative note, I came up with a brilliant idea for a large ensemble piece, and I'm crazy with excitement at starting on it! :D I'll have to cool myself down and make sure I get this poem done in light of all that :wink:


We did a great ensemble piece on here once - best fun I've ever had on here:

Have a read:
http://www.john-keats.com/phpboard/viewtopic.php?t=319 :lol: :lol:

PostPosted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 12:59 am
by Credo Buffa
Ha ha. . . that's not what I meant (I was talking about a music piece for large ensemble--i.e. band/orchestra), but that's cool :wink: :P

Suppose I should be a bit clearer with myself on poetry forum :roll:

That's a nifty idea, though. Perhaps it might be fun to try it again? :)

PostPosted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 5:27 am
by dks
I'll bet between all of us here we could write stellar verse...it would be something that would showcase all of our different personalities...fascinating, indeed! :lol:

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 12:23 am
by Malia
Here's my contribution to the National Poetry Month "Keats-inspired poem". I HOPE I won't be the only one posting (hint hint). :)



She sang to you
Over flowing fields
And you followed
Crying, "The tide! The tide!"
Your eyes flashed
Green and gold
Like the sea at sunrise.
Your Spirit surged
As she stirred your words
And turned your musing
Into immortal song.

Now
No breeze blows
Off the coast of Yarmouth.
You search for her
Across the oily smooth sea
"The tide," you whisper,
And an aching silence tells you
She is gone.
Has she fled for another lover?
Or has she drowned
In the restless churning of your soul?

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 1:00 am
by Credo Buffa
:oops:

I promise, Malia. I'm GOING to post something for this, but I don't just want to post anything. I really want to be happy with my poem, so I'll share it when I get to that point :D

Your poem is beautiful, Malia. :D I really love the change in mood between the two stanzas and the way "The tide" ties them together. Another point I particularly like is the way that the words you choose to describe emotions--surged, stirred, turned--are also evocative of the image of the sea.

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 1:12 am
by dks
Malia! I LOVE IT. :shock: "Oily sea" and "spirit surge" "flowing fields" "stirring words" all very evocative and recalls to mind (quite appropriately and joined cohesively with the theme) liquid, water, emotion...beautiful...it almost reverberates a certain viscosity...like a green/blue lava lamp...

Good show!! :wink:

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 4:12 am
by Malia
Thanks for your comments Credo and dks :)
I always thought that Severn's reminicence of Keats being transfixed by wheatfields waving in the wind was good fodder for a poem. Just imagining such a scene is poetry, to me.

I'm so glad you're still planning on contributing a poem, Credo. I know what you mean about wanting to post a poem you're happy with.

My personal goal was to finish it so that it looked even half-way decent by the end of the month (today) and post it. My thought was just to share a love of poetry--the reading and the writing of it--without worry about writing a *perfect* poem. It's the sharing that makes it most worthwhile for me--helping keep poetry appreciation alive within myself and hopefully in the lives of whoever reads the poems we post.

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 4:18 am
by Malia
dks and Saturn--and anyone else out there who is reading these posts--do you have any Keats-inspired poems to share? They surely don't have to be *perfect*. These poems we post are an ode to poetry and our poet, Keats--and by those virtues, every poem posted is honored! :)

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 12:42 pm
by Saturn
I'm ashamed to say I haven't even tried yet.

I did start off a little extempore thing in the style of 'A Song About Myself' but it was not really worth posting so I kind of gave up :oops: :cry:

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 5:24 pm
by dks
Saturn wrote:I'm ashamed to say I haven't even tried yet.

I did start off a little extempore thing in the style of 'A Song About Myself' but it was not really worth posting so I kind of gave up :oops: :cry:


I posted two with Keats allusions a while back on here--you know I post my pesky verses continuously...in fact, here's one now--I wrote it last night:

Candlemaker

I hammer and chisel
My mottling wax,
Until it’s rough-hewn and ready
For the double-boiler.

The mold is oiled,
The wick is on hand,
The ladle is set
To pour the simmering
Votives;
Primroses,
Four o’ clocks,
And Pinks—

All rendered here
Among glossed bubbles
In the kitchen sink.

The well will rise,
Topping off,
As the new wax dries
A florid, ruby red—
This one will
Burn
Even and strong,
Until the lips wane
And the glowing strand
Is dead.

a day alive within the enchantment of poesy

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 9:56 pm
by jamiano
A DAY ALIVE OF THE ENCHANTMENT OF POESY


a day alive of the enchantment of poesy,
explores the genuis within one's art.

a verse of power,
gentle as a breeze,
a windsong of ambition,
soars to beauty's realm,
as the wonder of divine sensation.

a night asleep, a spell of poesy,
voyages to the touched designs upon one's heart.

a sonnet, fantasy's grace,
welcomes the music of one's desire.

a day alive of the enchantment of poesy,
dreams one into the horizon:
to awake of joyful song.



jamiano







p.s. I don't know if May 1st, is the feast of Pan. I do know
that each moment is ripe for a taste of beauty.
This poem, inspired by Gluck's music of
"The Dance of the Blessed of Spirits", from Orfeo ed Euridice.

Beauty, joy, and love to everyone...

peace,
jamiano

Thanks to all for the inspiration.I wrote a sonnet, my

PostPosted: Mon May 01, 2006 10:18 pm
by jamiano
14th post.

peace,

jamiano

PostPosted: Tue May 02, 2006 6:02 am
by dks
Beautiful, jamiano! Thanks for your lovely posts... :wink: