Day: June 20, 2016
Physalis
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Source: Physalis
9 Macedonian Proverbs
Where force rules, justice does not exist.
- 1. A bear that dances in your neighbor’s house might soon dance in yours.

- 2. A good friend is recognized in times of trouble.

- 3. Enjoy yourself, for there is nothing in the world we can call our own.

- 4. Feed a dog to bark at you.

- 5. If my neighbor is happy, my own work will go easier, too.

- 6. The brain is not in the pocket, but in the head.

- 7. Think twice, say once.

- 8. What one fool can ensnare, not a 1000 sages can fix.

- 9. Where force rules, justice does not exist.

– See more at: http://www.special-dictionary.com/proverbs/source/m/macedonian_proverb/#sthash.9uK3o4t4.dpuf
Metaphor is vital
Ghosts and a little thought
I once had an email from a ghost.
I was eating a piece of white toast.
The message was clear.
It said,”I ‘m not
So I replied, “No need to boast.”
I had an email last night from the Pope
He said will you help me to cope?
I’m an immigrant, you see.
And no-one wants me
Don’t cry for Argentina,just mope.
If you look at books on writing they tell you to read. as much as you canAnd clearly we need to observe people and their behaviour and the world beyond us.Why?
Well when I wrote that last line obviously it’s because I have heard the song
Don’t cry for me Argentina.
So if you want to give out you have to take in.That’s what I think
And if you read poetry you will see how different people living at the same time will write totally different types of poetry.And it may help you to find what style appeals to you
Technique is important but emotion and feeling matters too.What affects us?What distresses us?What do we feel about the current political climate
Vatican immigrants
The Pope is an immigrant to the EU
Everybody who lives in the Vatican city is an immigrant…100%
If they can do it,why not us.
We want more like
The surgeon who operated on my face and made me look as good as before .. so people say.He is Greek
My GP is Indian and is a Hindhu.
My newsagent is from India possibly via Africa
My new dentist is a child of immigrants, I believe from India.
My neighbours are from Tottenham so they are foreign too!
Most of my close friends are Irish or partly Irish like me.We like telling stories and talking.And singing.Eeeeeeh,I am a foreigner now!Send half of me back to Denmark and half to the Irish Republic and I will be happy in heaven.But which half is Irish?
I think it’s the lower half. and the top half is Danish.No wonder I am so talented or would be if my brain was not from Lapland.
I am one of God’s frozen people.I made that up myself!
Is it wrong?
And is it wrong to grieve when a cardboard box
Became for a moment,you?
As if my eye sees my need’s joy
Then,alas,the truth.
Is it wrong to grieve,when the birds are nesting
And I have no young?
When people say,we thought you didn’t want any
And,what you’ve never had you never miss~
As if.
Is it wrong to show a sad face or to weep
When the cow bellows for its calf
And the cat is distracted by loss of a kitten.
And is it wrong to be alive without
The one who knows you?
Is it wrong to grieve when nobody speaks
And others say,I didn’t know what to say.
When it’s the saying, not the what ,that matters.
The sound of a voice
A word,laughter,a phrase.
Some people say you never get over it
Is it a stile or a mountain?
A heap of rocks or bricks?
Shall I undress and go naked into the mouth of the cave
For clothes hinder movement
And in heaven we’ll have none.
Last Words by Dannie Abse
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/sep/29/dannie-abse
Splendidly, Shakespeare’s heroes,
Shakespeare’s heroines, once the spotlight’s on,
enact every night, with such grace, their verbose deaths.
Then great plush curtains, then smiling resurrection
to applause – and never their good looks gone.
The last recorded words too
of real kings, real queens, all the famous dead,
are but pithy pretences, quotable fictions
composed by anonymous men decades later,
never with ready notebooks at the bed.
Most do not know who they are
when they die or where they are, country or town,
nor which hand on their brow. Some clapped-out actor may
imagine distant clapping, bow, but no real queen
will sigh, ‘Give me my robe, put on my crown.’
Death scenes not life-enhancing,
death scenes not beautiful nor with breeding;
yet bravo Sydney Carton, bravo Duc de Chavost
who, euphoric beside the guillotine, turned down
the corner of the page he was reading.
And how would I wish to go?
Not as in opera – that would offend –
nor like a blue-eyed cowboy shot and short of words,
but finger-tapping still our private morse,’…love you,’
before the last flowers and flies descend.
Slightly altered foreign adages
One cannot please everybody and one would rather knit
Two cannot please themselves when one would rather not.
The don thinks everybody reads poetry like himself.
The box winks at everybody who reads in front of it.
Proof is the club that knocks down and kills every body’s mind
Logic is the good that tramples over and kills our hearts and their reason
When the fee is down, everybody runs to the doctor’s
When the tea goes down ,everyone runs to the privy
Smiling and winking holds body and soul together.
Beguiling and singing moulds body to body
Everybody knows best where his own truth pitches.
Every body shows best where her own truth leads
Everybody knows good counsel except him who has died of it.
Everybody bellows, good housefull except those who are tired to death of it
Everybody must have one chair or we will have to play musical floor.
Every body must hug one bear or we will pay the circus evermore
– See more at: http://www.special-dictionary.com/proverbs/keywords/body/2.htm#sthash.V9MPaMAW.dpuf
A new poet to me:John Agard
Michael Rosen and the poetry archive


WELCOME!
Hello and welcome to the Poetry Archive. And, to our old friends, a very warm welcome back. What you’re looking at now is a revamped version of the site, and I want to introduce it to you by saying I hope you enjoy what you see and hear as much as we’ve enjoyed providing it.
We’ve kept all the essential elements of the old site which have made it such a popular and valued place to find poems. And we’ve added many new features which we hope will make your visits all the more rewarding.
It seems a long time since we launched the Archive in 2005. We now welcome over a quarter of a million visitors every month, from all over the world and can reasonably claim, therefore, to be the world’s largest and best equipped collection of poets reading their own work. This means we’ve grown a great deal and learned many valuable lessons but we have remained true to the values we held when we began.
We continue to conserve voices that might otherwise be lost. We continue to prove that the sound of a poem is as indispensable to its meaning as the words on a page. We continue to show how fascinating it is to hear a poet read their own work. Not just fascinating, in fact – enlightening. Hearing their accent, hearing their idiom, seeing where they place their emphases. We continue to provide the lesson plans, the glossaries, the introductions and other material that have made us indispensable to teachers and students as well as helpful to the general reader.
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Let me state the obvious and say that, in technological terms, a great deal has changed over the last eight years. So of course we needed a new site so we could provide the best possible experience for our users. In particular, we needed it to make it possible for you to download poems, in the same way that you might download a song from iTunes. This downloads store is the first of its kind in the poetry world and means, for the first time, you can take poetry with you wherever you are, create your own poetry anthologies and share and comment on the site via Twitter and the Facebook page.
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You’ll find a lot of other additions and improvements to the site, as well as a clean, clear, fresh look to the whole thing. And we’re very grateful for all the support we’ve received to make these things possible.
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The most frequently quoted adage in English
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.
(As You Like It by William Shakespeare
What is a rhetorical question?
http://literarydevices.net/rhetorical-question/
This is a really good website for those who want to know more
We don’t know what other people see
Following my previous post I realised that it implies we all see the world differently and unless we are very open to talk with other people we cannot know how they see it except by analysing their behaviour,perhaps
So if people kill others who seem harmless to us clearly their world view is different.
It is possible and it has happened that some political leaders managed to persuade their countrymen and women that some other human beings were not really human and so could be killed.
I believe the Nazis did this vis- a-vis the Jews describing them as rats or cockroaches.And denying lavatories to people in Concentration Camps so they soiled themselves made it easier for the guards to kill them as their dirtiness reduced their status and made them seem less human.It’s not logical because anyone would soil themselves in such conditions but when has reason ever been used much in politics or ordinary life?
That is a rhetorical question.
Strange dream

I am sure most people who learn English are familiar with the expression
“Burying your head in the sand” or “Turning a blind eye
which is about a refusal to see.Well I had a dream that my body was buried in sand but my head was not.And my body was suffering pain.
So I think it must mean I am not willing to feel all the pain inside me.A refusal to feel.So if I feel terrible that may be a good thing….And our mind changes reality like I have changed the photograph above.But we don’t usually know about these changes and think the world we see is the real world.
Now some philosophers think there is no real world.However they still go to the lavatory and if they didn’t they’d really feel very uncomfortable.And more!
How many immigrants?
My older brother kindly sent me some interesting maps etc
Top 10 countries by relative share of the population made up of immigrants
- Vatican City – 100% (800; <0.1% of world total)
- United Arab Emirates (UAE) – 83.7% (7.8 million; 3.4% of world total)
- Qatar – 73.8% (1.6 million; 0.7% of world total)
- Kuwait – 70% (2.9 million; 1.3% of world total)
- Monaco – 64.2% (21,000; <0.1% of world total)
- Sint Maarten – 59.7% (27,000; <0.1% of world total)
- Andorra – 56.9% (42,000; <0.1% of world total)
- Bahrain – 54.7% (729,000; 0.3% of world total)
- Brunei – 49.3% (206,000; 0.1% of world total)
- Luxembourg – 43.3% (249,000; 0.1% of world total)
Blind belief
If belief is a moral act then what status does the belief of someone raised from infancy in a particular religion have? Is it a kind of blind belief and hence not really a belief at all?
Then again, we may not know what we believe until we observe how we act.And what we believe may be different from what we claim to believe.
Belief
Quotation by H. A. Hodges
– See more at: http://www.special-dictionary.com/quotes/authors/h/h._a._hodges/#sthash.BKlhZLfd.dpuf
375 Proverbs about Body
– See more at: http://www.special-dictionary.com/proverbs/keywords/body/#sthash.nc9uIaiq.dpuf
1.
If you sit by the river long enough, you will see the body of your enemy float by.
2.
Everybody has been young before, but not everybody has been old before.
3.
A little body doth often harbour a great soul.
4.
A man need never revenge himself; the body of his enemy will be brought to his own door.
5.
Easier to bend the body than the will.
6.
The mind is the emperor of the body.
7.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
8.
Everybody is wise after the thing has happened.
10.
He had need rise early who would please everybody.
Turn a blind eye to
Love’s medium
Like fish dancing we frolic in the sea of love, our bodies turning and turning around an invisible centre skin touches skin gently like rose petals touch your face as they flutter to the ground in the breeze how do we speak except by gestures of the heart? how do we know except by loving touch. Sea,infinite sea trusting the depths giving ourselves away with hands reaching to touch again then floating side by side Our medium is fluid, no boundaries ,no edges, washed here and there we paint our love into being our bodies the brush, our hearts the canvas. Such sweet impressions we make ,such dancing
It’s a crisis but not a conundrum
I looked in the dictionary thrice
To find out what is a conundrum
Then I used all my computer mice
To turn my hand into a fulcrum.
Language as leverage’s useful
To persuade a consumer to borrow
Say what you like, if you’re truthful.
We all may be dead by tomorrow.
It’s a crisis but not a conundrum
We all have to vote right on Thor’s day
For we have a troubled referendum.
Democracy’s folly in wordplay
Well,give me some brandy,if handy.
I’m ancient and foreign and cheerless
No-one can live well on candy
I’m weeping inside but I’m tearless
Definition of conundrum in English:

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conundrum
Origin
Late 16th century: of unknown origin, but first recorded in a work by Thomas Nashe, as a term of abuse for a crank or pedant, later coming to denote a whim or fancy, also a pun. Current senses date from the late 17th century.
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Definition of conundrum in:
Penguin modern poets
A space to be unseen
Small rain in summer
Pools on large green leaves,
Makes all birds dumber
Silently they weave.
Wrens fly to and fro
Nesting near the house.
They know where to go
With nestlings and spouse.
Simple life of green
Hiding in lush leaves.
A space to be unseen
Humans only grieve.
Where is our safe space,
Where can we live well?
As anguish veils the face
In green thoughts I dwell.
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