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Hey, you've really gone all over on valentine's day, but I just could read
some of your stuff only.
posted by
Straightforward
on February 15, 2006 at 9:33 AM
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PPS 'agian' is old Spanish for 'again'. But then you'd know that anyway. Other bloggers wouldn't. Gracias.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on February 15, 2006 at 7:09 AM
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Hello agian, Terry. I left you this over at my haiku blog, but you said to post it here if I would. And I am...
"Ey up, El Tel. In the Japanese tradition, yes, that's a haiku. But in the anglicized syllable-counting tradition, no it's not. Whichever way, it's a lovely poetic snatch from nature. I shall prepare a treatise on the haiku for you at some point, but not this afternoon. 
* "
Keep well my friend.
PS - what a lovely card A & B sent you. Masterfully designed, I must say.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on February 15, 2006 at 7:08 AM
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Beautiful poems.
Happy
Valentine's
Day!
Photicon by Dave_Cryer @
Riley Central
posted by
A-and-B
on February 14, 2006 at 2:36 PM
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Thanks for the replies, El Tel. Do hope you can be around a bit more soon. You are missed.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on February 14, 2006 at 1:14 PM
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This poetry is haunting and heartfelt and makes me wish I hadn't given up on writing poetry. Very fitting for this day.
posted by
babe_rocks
on February 14, 2006 at 12:35 PM
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Passionflower
No, I do have other love poems. Gotta mark the day in the right way, I guess!
I like to make some poems into short short stories, ( like " Silent Worship") It's interesting to play about with stuff like that, isn't it?
I wrote a poem, turned it into a short story of 1,500 words, then a longer one of about 2,500 words, then made it the first part of a two part serial, then a three part serial, then a chapter of a book.
Like Topsy, " The Lovers " sort of growed, with a life of its own. I sometimes find that a story or poem writes itself while I'm asleep, and all I've got to do next day is edit it. Guess I'm lucky, altho' it does feel a bit eerie sometimes ; like someone else is using my head.
I shan't be around for much longer tonight, so if you have any comments, please leave them on my blog. Okay? Nice talking to you, and when I get better, I'll spend more time in Blogit.
posted by
ariel70
on February 14, 2006 at 12:12 PM
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Is this every love poem you've ever written???
LOL! Guess you're welcoming Valentines in a poet's manner.
These are very good...full of raw emotion. 
Hope you're having a super day.
posted by
Passionflower
on February 14, 2006 at 11:51 AM
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Dave Cryer
Thank you for your comment ; as always well-informed,objective and perceptive.
In a sense both your suppositions are correct ; for example, in " The Tapestry of Love" poem, I try to see love through the eyes of a woman, a wife, lover, partner, whatever.
Although one does inevitably occasionally use a mediated ( narrator's ) voice in poetry, everything reflects one's own actually experienced or vicarious emotions.
I liked your comment on " Lullaby" particularly, for standing the dim light of a child's bedroom, gazing down at the slumbering child, one does experience all the joys of parenthood : and the terrors of the night. The wandering shades of night have sharp claws ans fangs at such times.
And fears for the child's safety never end, I guess, for our 34 year old daughter has gone to live with her novio ( lover )in Cadiz today, leaving quite a hole in our lives.
posted by
ariel70
on February 14, 2006 at 10:57 AM
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Dear Terry,
I keep my fingers crossed, take care
my intuition says me "Ariel (Terry) is a strong man, he will feel better soon". As for your poems, they aren't old-fashioned at all, the publishers are wrong.
posted by
mira1
on February 14, 2006 at 10:53 AM
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Mira1
Many thanks for your supportive comment, it is greatly appreciated, I assure you. I would indeed like to have these, and other poems published, but am not very hopeful. Too old-fashioned, I guess ; rpublishers seem to think that readers want to read way out, obscure stuff, whose meaning has to dragged out.
Unfortunately, I'm still unable to sit for long at my computers, so the Blogit world's passing me by right now. Ah well, one can only hope for a better future.
posted by
ariel70
on February 14, 2006 at 10:48 AM
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Hello
You're a wonderful love poet. All these poems should be published, they are the pearls of poetry. Thank you for them. I wish you, Terry, Good health and good love.
posted by
mira1
on February 14, 2006 at 10:13 AM
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Magnificent! Bloggers, read , dwell a while and nod to the power of love
The Endless Night, both poem and prose are both huge in strength and emotion.
Blackberries reminds me of Christina Rosetti and, in particular, Goblin Market. I love the last couplet.
Love the repetition in Lullaby as the narrator is almost hushing his own fears to sleep too.
I think we may all have had pangs such as those in the Death of Love, no matter how deep and long the 'love of our life' has been.
Tapestry of Love - wonderful extended imagery - works really well.
Carpe Diem - very Keatsian - reminds me of Endymion, among others.
The Tryst. Very sad. Catches you by surprise at the end.
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Tell me Terry - well you don't have to, it's just that I'm interested - do you draw from experience in these poetical works or do you adopt a persona in Browning fashion and explore your own emotions and experiences through a mediated voice?
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Whatever the case, superb work, truly awesome on this day of love.
* That was a top, top post.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on February 14, 2006 at 9:56 AM
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