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November 30, 2016
Another poem at Autumn Sky
I've been seldom-seen in these airy rooms--lots of celebrations and time-consuming activities and also deadlines. But here's a little nibble:
Icarus, Icarus, Paratrooper
Homage to Charles Causley
Slung down from heaven, torn silks whipped
By precipitous wind, he tripped
From air and rammed the blasting sea
Read the whole poem here. And yes, I love the poems of the Cornish
Icarus, Icarus, Paratrooper
Homage to Charles Causley
Slung down from heaven, torn silks whipped
By precipitous wind, he tripped
From air and rammed the blasting sea
Read the whole poem here. And yes, I love the poems of the Cornish
November 12, 2016
Tea and poem
http://hubpages.com/games-hobbies/Ant...
Quite a week. I'm glad it is over. The hysteria still rages on social media and elsewhere, but maybe it's already time for a cup of tea and a poem.
Also in the week's worry, my family's ridge-top solar envelope home in Cullowhee was saved from the wildfires by bold and brave firefighters. I thank them for that and think of them every day as
Quite a week. I'm glad it is over. The hysteria still rages on social media and elsewhere, but maybe it's already time for a cup of tea and a poem.
Also in the week's worry, my family's ridge-top solar envelope home in Cullowhee was saved from the wildfires by bold and brave firefighters. I thank them for that and think of them every day as
November 11, 2016
Another Veterans Day
My father is at far right, standing.Blaine Corbin, the waist gunner, had just been killed by flak,so the crew of nine is now eight.
A Veterans Day post in memory of a 17-year-old Georgia sharecropper's boy who joined up with the Army Air Corps 91st Bomb Group and fought as tail gunner on the Incendiary Blonde during World War II...
Requiescat in pace, Hubert L. Youmans. You traveled a long
A Veterans Day post in memory of a 17-year-old Georgia sharecropper's boy who joined up with the Army Air Corps 91st Bomb Group and fought as tail gunner on the Incendiary Blonde during World War II...
Requiescat in pace, Hubert L. Youmans. You traveled a long
November 9, 2016
More on medieval prayer-nuts
Prayer Bead, 1500-1530, Mouth of Hell Mouth of Hell
Photo, The Globe and Mail: Ian LeFebvre
Not so long ago I wrote a group of poems for the Phoenicia Publishing anthology on the Annunciation, and then let publisher Elizabeth Adams pick what she liked best. One of the poems was about a medieval prayer-nut, and it appeared in John Wilson's Books and Culture.
Now there is some new research
Photo, The Globe and Mail: Ian LeFebvre
Not so long ago I wrote a group of poems for the Phoenicia Publishing anthology on the Annunciation, and then let publisher Elizabeth Adams pick what she liked best. One of the poems was about a medieval prayer-nut, and it appeared in John Wilson's Books and Culture.
Now there is some new research
November 1, 2016
All Saints Day
"They have all gone into the world of light" --Vaughan
Candles for the dead at York Minster.
A dash of the long-dead Henry Vaughan in honor of the day--
They are all gone into the world of light!
And I alone sit ling’ring here;
Their very memory is fair and bright,
And my sad thoughts doth clear.
It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast,
Like stars upon some gloomy grove,
Or those
Candles for the dead at York Minster.
A dash of the long-dead Henry Vaughan in honor of the day--
They are all gone into the world of light!
And I alone sit ling’ring here;
Their very memory is fair and bright,
And my sad thoughts doth clear.
It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast,
Like stars upon some gloomy grove,
Or those
October 30, 2016
All Hallows Eve
My daughter's pumpkin...
If you want to see the rest of the family pumpkins, you'll have to go here. There's the traditional and the poop-emoji pumpkin and one spewing seeds. Have a good All Hallows Eve and a wonderful All Saints Day.
If you want to see the rest of the family pumpkins, you'll have to go here. There's the traditional and the poop-emoji pumpkin and one spewing seeds. Have a good All Hallows Eve and a wonderful All Saints Day.
October 29, 2016
Autumn skies
Phone snap taken during a ramble down from the Canadian border
through Saranac Lake and Lake Placid and the Cascades.
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness
through Saranac Lake and Lake Placid and the Cascades.
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness
October 27, 2016
Rerun: 4 Digby video poems from The Throne of Psyche
Mercer University Press, 2011,
in hardcover or paperback
Cover art by Clive Hicks-Jenkins
Design by Mary-Frances Glover Burt
Carving pumpkins, herding cats and progeny, writing some tight small poems in a pause mid-novel: I've been empty of blog posts somehow, so please take this little homage to and appreciation of Paul as an apology. More anon.
Videos by UK-born Paul Digby, composer,
in hardcover or paperback
Cover art by Clive Hicks-Jenkins
Design by Mary-Frances Glover Burt
Carving pumpkins, herding cats and progeny, writing some tight small poems in a pause mid-novel: I've been empty of blog posts somehow, so please take this little homage to and appreciation of Paul as an apology. More anon.
Videos by UK-born Paul Digby, composer,
October 14, 2016
Touchstones and the Nobel kerfuffle
Muse reading a scroll by an open chest.
Attic red-figure lekythos, ca. 435-425 BC. From Boeotia.
Musée du Louvre. Public domain, Wikipedia.
Bob Dylan . . . can be read and should be read [italics mine], and is a great poet in the grand English poetic tradition. --Sara Danius, Nobel Permanent Secretary
or
There’s little that’s inherently controversial about praising words originally meant
Attic red-figure lekythos, ca. 435-425 BC. From Boeotia.
Musée du Louvre. Public domain, Wikipedia.
Bob Dylan . . . can be read and should be read [italics mine], and is a great poet in the grand English poetic tradition. --Sara Danius, Nobel Permanent Secretary
or
There’s little that’s inherently controversial about praising words originally meant
October 10, 2016
Inaugural, redux
Remembering the 2013 challenge to write an inaugural poem from poets Richard Krawiec and Kay Stripling Byer, I rooted around for this poem. I find it curious to contemplate those older thoughts during this campaign, the most--shall we politely say lively?--lively and divisive American election since the campaign of 1828.
If you want to see the comments people made about the poem back in
If you want to see the comments people made about the poem back in
