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ysabetwordsmith's September Poetry Fishbowl is all about pets and poetry. Go check it out and leave a prompt! :)Come check out the August Poetry Fishbowl. This month's theme is 'corruption and redemption' and it's already turning out a lot of interesting poems. Drop by and put in a prompt! :D
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ysabetwordsmith's serial poetry series based around Fiorenza, the Italian Herbalist. It was primarily inspired by events occurring in the poem "Fiorenza and the Witch-Son," and explores what possible thoughts Don Candido could have had immediately following the events thereof. ysabetwordsmith . I do so for a number of reasons. First, this is one of the ways that I try to keep creativity alive, especially when so many have to turn away from creative endeavours. Second, the relationship between us, as artist and patron, is one that has been fostered to provide mutual benefit and friendship. Finally, and perhaps most important, by not only giving action to my creative input (i.e., taking prompts for poetry), but also by inspiring and encouraging my own literary output, I'm allowed to taste a little of that creative magic.
ysabetwordsmith 's Poetry Fishbowl concerning alternative sexuality and gender studies, I've written a poem describing one of the key challenges I face as a romantic (and very much touch starved) asexual.
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Speaking of poetry, lately, I've been thinking about giving Leonard Cohen a good read. I was introduced to his poetry by spinderella_nb some time ago, but haven't quite gotten around to collecting any of his work yet. (One of many things I haven't quite gotten around to... :p )
| Are you out there Can you hear me Can you see me in the dark I don't believe it's all for nothing It's not just written in the sand Sometimes i thought you felt too much And you crossed into the shadowland And the river was overflowing And the sky was fiery red You gotta play the hand that's dealt ya That's what the old man always said Fallen angel Casts a shadow up against the sun If my eyes could see The spirit of the chosen one In my dream the pipes were playing In my dream i lost a friend Come down gabriel and blow your horn 'cause some day we will meet again Fallen angel Casts a shadow up against the sun If my eyes could see The spirit of the chosen one All the tears All the rage All the blues in the night If my eyes could see You kneeling in the silver light Fallin', fallin', fallin' down Fallin', fallin' down Fallin', fallin', fallin' down Fallin', fallin' down Fallen angel Casts a shadow up against the sun If my eyes could see The spirit of the chosen one All the tears All the rage All the blues in the night If my eyes could see You kneeling in the silver light If you're out there can you touch me Can you see me i don't know If you're out there can you reach me Lay a flower in the snow | Lucifer seems to be calling out to Gabriel. This stanza paints a picture of loneliness. Gabriel seems to rail against the notion that conflict is meaningless, and that the loss of Lucifer must have some greater purpose. He shows some sympathy for the fallen angel. The horrors of conflict are illustrated here, but this is something that must be accepted as inescapable. The chorus illustrates the contrast of a single defiant spirit against an overwhelming, oppressive force. (Compare the Chinese demonstrator vs. the tank at Tiananmen Square.) Here, Lucifer expresses his regret over the loss of Gabriel's friendship, but introduces an element of hope with the certainty that they will be reunited. The chorus also speaks of Lucifer as a necessary, if painful, sacrifice for the greater good. In a way, this symbolizes lives lost to preserve an ideal. Here, the author reiterates the cost of conflict in sorrow and rage, but also shows that the only way a major conflict can end is if one side abandons pride (Lucifer) and yields (kneeling) to the other. The use of Lucifer illustrates the limited likelihood of such things occurring. This gentle stanza actually suggests that the Fall is still happening, repeated through our own actions. Another great example of a necessary sacrifice explored in a Biblical theme is the exploration of Judas in the musical, Jesus Christ Superstar. The song ends as it begins, with Lucifer railing against his loneliness and abandonment. But here, he asks the other side to show a measure of compassion and reach out ot him. However, in asking for a miracle, he demonstrates the limited likelihood of a superior foe to show such. Thus the song shows criticism and sympathy for both sides of this, and every conflict. |
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The the impotence of proofreading
By Taylor Mali
www.taylormali.com
Has this ever happened to you?
You work very horde on a paper for English clash
And then get a very glow raid (like a D or even a D= )
and all because you are the word¹s liverwurst spoiler.
Proofreading your peppers is a matter of the the utmost impotence.
This is a problem that affects manly, manly students.
I myself was such a bed spiller once upon a term
that my English teacher in my sophomoric year,
Mrs. Myth, said I would never get into a good colleague.
And that¹s all I wanted, just to get into a good colleague.
Not just anal community colleague,
because I wouldn¹t be happy at anal community colleague.
I needed a place that would offer me intellectual simulation,
I really need to be challenged, challenged dentally.
I know this makes me sound like a stereo,
but I really wanted to go to an ivory legal collegue.
So I needed to improvement
or gone would be my dream of going to Harvard, Jail, or Prison
(in Prison, New Jersey).
So I got myself a spell checker
and figured I was on Sleazy Street.
But there are several missed aches
that a spell chukker can¹t can¹t catch catch.
For instant, if you accidentally leave a word
your spell exchequer won¹t put it in you.
And God for billing purposes only
you should have serial problems with Tori Spelling
your spell Chekhov might replace a word
with one you had absolutely no detention of using.
Because what do you want it to douch?
It only does what you tell it to douche.
You¹re the one with your hand on the mouth going clit, clit, clit.
It just goes to show you how embargo
one careless clit of the mouth can be.
Which reminds me of this one time during my Junior Mint.
The teacher read my entire paper on A Sale of Two Titties
out loud to all of my assmates.
I¹m not joking, I¹m totally cereal.
It was the most humidifying experience of my life,
being laughed at pubically.
So do yourself a flavor and follow these two Pisces of advice:
One: There is no prostitute for careful editing.
And three: When it comes to proofreading,
the red penis your friend.
It becomes very clear that Romeo feels very strongly for Juliet as the end of the play approaches. However, is it love? If it is, what is he really in love with? Many mentions are made of Juliet's beauty, but what else? Yes, Romeo proves that he is devoted, but is he still as shallow as he was at the beginning of the play? I wager he is.
Anybody else have an opinion on this?
PS: The title for this post appeared in my TA's notes. *chuckle*
the spirit a voice
the voices a chorus
the chorus a song
the song a wind
the wind a caress
the caress a blessing
the blessing a love
the love a spirit
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