Naut's Occasional Poetry

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Friday, September 5, 2014

haiku no. 53

aspen leaf turning goldenrod and queen anne’s lace summer's last greeting © jack bremer Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

haiku no. 52

blue forgetfulness memories on summer wind footprints in the sand ©jack bremer Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

haiku no. 51

night-wind memories pulsing rhythms echoing eyes and moonlit smiles © Jack Bremer Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 23, 2014

haiku no. 50

where did the songs go time’s cold hand wiping the slate the heart remembers © Jack Bremer Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

haiku no. 49

pain’s bell dull clanging silent stare of my regrets the bare-toothed monkey © Jack Bremer Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

haiku no. 48

sand on the threshold wind tumbles forgotten news empty shadows wait ©jack bremer Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

More April Poetry...Part VI

I made a mistake... I didn’t think, didn’t use my noggin, blundered mindlessly... I might use as an excuse that I keep things in a different drawer even when they should be kept together; but of course that just points to my slovenliness, and slovenliness is never an excuse... I should have given... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

More April Poetry...Part V

This is the fifth and final part of T.S. Eliot’s The Wasteland, which has found at least a few readers here. Several have asked me to put down some of my own thoughts on what is probably my favorite poem. But to do full justice to it would require much more time and effort than I am willing to... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 12, 2013

More April Poetry...Part IV

This is the fourth part of The Wasteland. It’s very short, and yet again I shall refrain from giving you my two cents’ worth on it. IV. Death by Water Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell And the profit and loss. A current under sea Picked his... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

More April Poetry...Part III

This is the third part of Eliot's The Wasteland. I am tempted to comment on some of it, but I shall resist temptation, something I have learned to do, after a fashion, though I still have not fully mastered it... So I shall let you dwell on it by yourself, or seek out some of the many others who... Sign in to see full entry.

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