Day: July 31, 2019

I broke all the China,marriage free

Now we live alone we cannot sulk
We can’t glower at the door mat  or the key
We can’t let out our feelings on impulse

I broke a bowl  and then I broke on bulk
I broke all the China,marriage free
Those who live alone  can rarely sulk

If we want more love, we can’t repulse
We affect chic ;we   fix our hair with glue
We  might let out some feelings on impulse

Why waste  our money,  are we still compelled
To wear silk stockings then catch Asian Flu?
Find a lover then you’ll  find  your sulks

The doctor said ” she’s dead,” I had no pulse
I heard that cat miaow ,How do you do?
Impulse hot, the  virtue  which propels

I paid the  price and then I paid the bills
My acts as ethical as you know who
If  we live alone  that’s why we sulk!

I sat here with these words and tried  a few
It’s like a jigsaw,  not like Su Doku
When we live alone we  need not sulk
We can  release our feelings , mea culp

Ariel

bhttps://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49001/ariel

 

Ariel

BY SYLVIA PLATH

 

Stasis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue
Pour of tor and distances.
God’s lioness,
How one we grow,
Pivot of heels and knees!—The furrow
Splits and passes, sister to
The brown arc
Of the neck I cannot catch,
Nigger-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks—
Black sweet blood mouthfuls,
Shadows.
Something else
Hauls me through air—
Thighs, hair;
Flakes from my heels.
White
Godiva, I unpeel—
Dead hands, dead stringencies.
And now I
Foam to wheat, a glitter of seas.
The child’s cry
Melts in the wall.
And I
Am the arrow,
The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red
Eye, the cauldron of morning.

The poet who invented Fascism

"Gabriele D'Annunzio reading".

Gabriele d’Annunzio reading. (Photo: Public Domain/WikiCommons) 

IT CAN BE HARD TO reconcile the incredible charisma of Hitler written about in history books with recordings of his speeches in which he looks like a madman. Some might conclude that perhaps Germans didn’t notice how off-putting he was because his style of declamation was widely used at the time and has simply fallen out of fashion.

But Hitler’s speeches weren’t normal or spontaneous. Neither were Mussolini’s. Both of them were to a large extent imitating one man: an Italian poet named Gabriele d’Annunzio, who lived between 1863 and 1938. He was a war hero and famous libertine, and he essentially invented Fascism as an art project because he felt representative democracy was bourgeois and lacked a romantic dramatic arc.

D’Annunzio was a thrill-seeking megalomaniac best described as a cross between the Marquis de Sade, Aaron Burr, Ayn Rand, and Madonna. He was wildly popular. And he wasn’t like anyone who came before him.

 

Read more below

https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/the-sex-obsessed-poet-who-invented-fascism

Malice is empowered

Now we know how fascism rose to power
The envy and the malice  seek   to harm
While claiming to relive our  glorious hours

The poor are scorned, the single mothers   cower
The Jews are blamed ,oh Magdalen, oh balm
Now we know how fascism rose to power

Even as wild roses  charm the bower
We humans do not wish for a world calm
Britain  had  such  cruel  Empire’s hours

The faces of opponents  mock and glower
In secrecy   we keep   our sulphur warm
So we feel that fascism will empower

We lit a fire that won’t die in a shower
The mountains burn, the valleys are alarmed
Britain  had its Empire  and its Tower

Paranoid,depressed,  and narrow eyed
We  recreate the worst ,  it’s suicide.
Is it certain fascism  holds the power?
The past is gone, the future might yet flower.