What virtue

 

What virtue is there in a widow’s hours

Her love’s gone and she’s restless in her grief.

Some  from feared insanity  do cower.

Some blame God as all would blame a thief.

She sits forlorn and gazes at the trees

From summer ripe to winter bare of leaf.

But no-one else  knows  what  it is she sees:

Memories of the funeral and her wreath

Unthinkable , unthought her sorrow deep

Uncontainable  the cataract released.

Destroying all the images of sleep.

Suffering which  mere death could not  make cease.

Pure elimination of both  life and   death

Entire destruction ;total nothingness

 

Don’t try

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The title may sound odd  especially to a Westerner.All our childhood we are exhorted to work harder at school.

Could try harder

is a phrase written on many children’s  school reports.Wasn’t it horrible getting those reports.I once got,Fairly good at times,for my art report…:)

However “trying” is often an attempt to do something the wrong way.We can’t do everything by willpower.All we can do is to be attentive.And relaxing helps with this and also with depression which many creative people suffer from.They think it is neccessary to suffer,but is it?Try the relaxation methods below or listen to music.Ideas will flow in  by themselves after you do this.I find it helps me.Also I find accepting depression may lead us to learning any lessons that out unconscious is sending to us.Depression makes us stop and learn.

http://www.allaboutdepression.com/relax/

Post modern madness

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London Town’s in a nutshell,England, in full stops,

Forty, he liked Wittgenstein, as he was miles from Oxford’s Spires.

The river ,Russell’s life is, so,empty
Thames flows through them all
and, I’m not sure which I like more,
He had litttle heart,except the one
Embroidered on his sleeve
What kept him circulating ?
Which makes sense ,Wittgenstein was true
to himself,a very cold person or in
London Town is,Wittgenstein suffered, covered
By miles,emotional and mental pain,miles of road.
One of,he fought in W.W.1,these is,a good
account of, the M40 in the library,
and if that one failed ,he gave away
His wealth,the way you don’t,
You may say,he did not kill anyone.
Degrees,of torture inflicted on detainees,
Degrees bestowed in ancient halls of learning.
Westminster’s part of the same syndrome
[ My son has been killed in Afghanistan.]
He was made,to stand in ice cold water.Oh, Lord,
By good,Good News for Terrorists.Three Men.
So now he is,The Pied Piper,
Someone,different,a Someone.
Was the Bible all Good News?
And  in the n3xt next life,Pied Beauty is my favourite, poem
He is moving poems on greased wheels to meet Sylvia Plath
To a huge extent ,he did write but was not published,
And exciting gathering kinda data,.
He is going to get,after death, a Ph.D,
For driving,Jesuits madi
We did not realise how,
Tony was up the Tree
Was he waiting for the Crucifixion?Too late ,alas.
Mandelson’s knot is untwisted,
Bothering Wittgenstein and Hopkins
Two suffering men who wrote.
Can I mention the simplicityof Yeats too?
But is it Art,
All other things apart?

Drastic [Oxford Dictionary]

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drastic

Line breaks: dras|tic

Pronunciation: /ˈdrastɪk/

Definition of drastic in English:

adjective

Likely to have a strong or far-reachingeffect; radical and extreme:a drastic reduction of staffing levels

Origin

Late 17th century (originally applied to the effect of medicine): from Greek drastikos, from dran ‘do’.

Words that rhyme with drastic

bombastic, dynastic, ecclesiastic, elastic, encomiastic, enthusiastic, fantastic, gymnastic, iconoclastic, mastic, monastic, neoplastic, orgastic, orgiastic, periphrastic, plastic, pleonastic, sarcastic, scholastic, scholiastic

 

 

A Gordian knot describes my new made life

A Gordian knot describes my  new made life

For I’m confused and feel misunderstood

My lovers all are tangled in their strife.

Yet,narcissistic, I desire my good.

 

Alas, I am as beautiful as dawn

This gives a false  description to these men

For as I struggle feeling quite forlorn

Each  man wants to take me to his den.

 

I’d rather read then be adored and served.

No longer youthful ,I have had enough.

I gave my lovers more than they deserved

Now I’m sick of them and all their stuff

 

Be off you men  and find yourself elsewhere

I warn you  now I  shall soon curse and swear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Radio

I love this poem and the image of the radio

Poesy plus Polemics

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the old standards

sing sweet in my mind

simpler times

when the heartsong

gave radios life

before talking took over

the airwaves

stentorian voices

in cold orchestrations

of cymbal-crash obloquy

oh for the music

that lightened my step

made my parlor a garden

of danceable blooms

where now claxons

of grievance blare discord

insensible insults

composing grim scores

modern medium ruined

joy drained of its song

dials dead to those

frequencies once turned

and tuned to the

songwriter poet’s canzone

so I thankfully eagerly

turn up my volume of

memory perfectly pitched

more than ably arranged

to acoustically drown out

the din of this world

I refuse to call home

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What is a Gordian knot?

MERRIAM  WEBSTER WORD OF THE DAY
Word of the Day : December 20, 2015

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noun GOR-dee-un-NAHT

Definition

1 : an intricate problem; especially : a problem insoluble in its own terms

2 : a knot tied by Gordius, king of Phrygia, held to be capable of being untied only by the future ruler of Asia, and cut by Alexander the Great with his sword

Examples

“This renovation project has become a Gordian knot,” said Marvin, “and I think the only way to cut the knot is to knock down the structure and start over.”

“Unable to cut this Gordian knot for district schools, policymakers have allowed educators to start fresh in the charter sector.” — Michael J. Petrilli, The New York Daily News, 30 Oct. 2015



Did You Know?

According to Roman mythology, when the peasant Gordius became king of Gordium in Phrygia, he dedicated his wagon to Jupiter and fastened its yoke to a beam with a very complex knot. Centuries later, when Alexander the Great arrived on the scene, he was told that he couldn’t conquer and rule Asia unless he proved himself worthy by untying the knot. Alexander quickly solved his problem—and gained a new kingdom—by slicing the knot in half with his sword. Since then, Gordian knot has become a term for a difficult problem, and the phrase “cut the Gordian knot” has become a popular way to describe a neat solution for an apparently insurmountable  problem

Oh,joyful eye

How beautiful the feeling of the air

Upon my skin as I walk beneath dark trees.

Sunlight   shares their pattern while all’s  bare.

Oh,joyful   eye to see  such shapes as these.

 

Under the old cherry I look  at

The little branches  geometric form

My hand  extends as if I want to pat;

To share  my joyfulness  and feelings  warm.

 

I glance to see the time upon this watch

A gift from one who whom   time has torn away.

A tear drops to my cheek and my   heart knocks;

For I must buy my Xmas  stamps  today.

 

Yet though I miss the bus  again, I’ve had

The wit to pause to see this vision glad.

 

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