You shall take no other God to sea ever
You shall not make for yourself a mind dull nor sit down without writing
You shall not misuse the Dictionary of the Word.
You shall remember and keep the people’s day wholly free
You must not murder words nor sentence to death
You must not be desultory with those you live with
You must not steal goodness from the poor nor torture them with your pride
You must not give false references to your hard labours
You must not be envious of your neigbour’s earplugs.
You shall not be vexatious with his cows nor his wife, nor anyone that emits love and does humankind favours
You must not worship the Bible
Day: Oct 21, 2018
The pattern
A villanelle is like a cable knit
The lines repeated twist ,make strong ,make warm
My mind is held by pattern as I sit
How can we find a subject that is fit
To spend our time to make this unique form?
A villanelle is like a cable knit
My mind is held by pattern as I sit
1 and 3 repeat while 2 rhymes with
1 and 3 make strong the cabled arm
For few escape the dark, the glimpsed abyss
The patterned repetitions keep us calm
A villanelle like love is holy writ
Who hurts whom and why did Judas kiss?
King David knew the valleys ,wrote his psalms
My mind flows with the patterns as I sit
From life and death and injured pride we learn
That noone who repents will suffer harm
A villanelle from chosen words is knit
My mind dwells in the pattern and the wit.
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A scarcity of silence
” To be continually surrounded by language used exclusively for utilitarian purposes is a threat to the disinterested yet sacred attention a poet must have to words. Also, poetry has an intimate, necessary relation with silence. The work of poets is impaired by too much noise and language, a scarcity of silence.”
Matthew Zapruder
How my heart speaks 