Photo: ayers.com.au bushfire recovery “The dying of the trees goes on …” Philip Larkin Seeking The SeedCurious,though carrying less thannine lives Ientered the public buildingthe hall of ecological responses,covered in beautiful scriptsembossed on exquisite clothon every wallso beautiful the words Idesired to touch them,as my fingers tracedthe walls gave wayfritted, collapsed,with swollen heart…
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(via A Train Of Thought - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)
Photo: exibartstreet.com “I languish in thy penetrating clasp” Ameen Rihani I WonderedI wandered along the pavementfamiliar cracks and gumand the dum, dum, dum, ofthe crawling traffic, leaves clattering the autumn ground,smell of coffee my destinationcouple kissing in the lee,inside all dusky, dusty hipstergreasy thumbed newsspilled coffee soaking crumbs,he crimps my loyalty cardI carry my…
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At dVerse Laura is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to write an Alliterisen – For today’s MTB prompt our poetry follows the style of The Alliterisen, created by Udit Bhatia. It is a 7-line poem (septet) containing a set number of alliterations per line and adhering to a specific syllable structure. I have chosen the non-rhyme scheme version. For more detail follow the link…
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At dVerse Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night (with live edition) the night we choose a poem to post. dVerse Poets – OLN Image by Markus Winkler from Pixabay “The end of choice, the last of hope …” Philip Larkin Choice Is Antithetical In my teensa clarity of insight - choice is antithetical,I'm quite capable of decidingbetween two things -let's saybrown or blue sweater,it could go either way,…
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Image: unsplash.com “… the agony of denial the power of unshared secrets” Audre Lorde That BirdThe irony of a confessionis that it always contains a liethat hints a truth which isa ghost of itself but is the very core of self,if only it could be saidmight it not bring down the whole deck -then againit might just be bestto set that bird free. Copyright 2024 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights…
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Photo: 10000birds.com a pair of Mandarin ducks. “Few recognise that love is commitment …” Nikki Giovanni The Sleep Of Lovers A little bird told me something small enough to be significant about mandarin ducks who sleep the sleep of lovers who when frost and ice intrude swap sides through the night, keeping their exposed sides like their hearts. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights…
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Kawase Hasui, Inokashira in Snow, 1928 (source).
Photo by Jason Goodman on Unsplash “We shape ourself to fit this world and by this world are shaped again” David Whyte Collaborating The WorldWhy do we assumeassuming that you do,that it's everyone else,not I because "I"surely it would have to be themsome other,but the "I" -is it narcissistic or is it betweenlike in the middlenot closed in on the world of self,open to all…
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Art: ‘Ikegami Honmonji Temple’ by Kawase Hasui (1931) found on tumblr “Who made the snow waits where love is” Kenneth Patchen Every FlakeEvery flakenever to be repeated ,blossom like no othercrisp whitenessadorns the cherry trees,fleetingdriftingsilent,such lightness of beingdissolves to returncomplete surrenderutterly detached,the eternal paradoxevery flakeoblivious to the great strugglein the…
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Photo: pxhere.com “The river is a flat, shining chain.” Li Po Ever ChangeWatching the river in a vacant drift of thoughtI admire its ancientserpentine meander,in my head I tick off cobwebbed aphorisms,my favourite is by Heraclitus, that wenever enter the sameriver twice, and I notice the current,I wonder if the river has thought the sameabout me, that I never enter as the same person…
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