Thanks candice can you tell me about scrimshow I know scrimshaw are they
related?cheers patrick
-----Original Message-----
From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of MC Ward
Sent: 09 April 2007 22:30
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: snapshot -- revision
Hello Stephen,
You apparently don't remember me from Joe's former
list--as a poet, I mean. I am also, like Hal, a "pro."
Since my credentials were questioned, I'm glad to post
a poem that appears in both the traditional music
issue of _Shenandoah_ and my book, _The Moon Sees the
One_ (2006). As for responses to other people's poems,
I never comment unless I have a positive remark or
suggestion to make.
Ballad Child
_lean your head over
and list' to the wind_
("The Connemara Cradle Song")
scrimshow through the window
on the deep roiling braes, on
currachs a'sailing over the furze,
as rues the shad the rose is blown
we never fished for flying glass,
yet chad did happen nonetheless
(we cannot get o'er the Whitewater
business either); really, sulks the lily,
must we list' to the brass
or heed the windrose?
come by our glenglass,
there go our Windows!
lean your head over
the side of the bowl,
bog down, bog down
Lady Isabel, take cover
if herring is silver, then sour
the cream, as slivers of heather
do sharpen the Tweed
_so too may the chains of Old Ireland
bind you
no overlooked clover ever to
find you_
when the wind drags the corn
by her silk from the field,
and your hair smells of beer
shorn from the barley,
then shall you have the story,
child, as it was told to me
(c) Candice Ward, 2006
--- Stephen Vincent <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Unless somebody is specifically asking for a
> response in the "appreciate any
> suggestions" manner, I try not to make any public
> response to any problems I
> hear or see in 'the plumbing.' I back channel
> suggestions occasionally.
> That does not mean I don't make occasional
> reflections on the value I see in
> a particular work. I generally shut up if I am left
> in neutral or worse!
> Unless somebody makes what I find a politically,
> etc. outrageous view in a
> poem.
> Hal is a pro. I don't front channel meddle with his
> plumbing. And I
> appreciate the generous multiple ways in which he
> shares his work and the
> work of the others.
> Candice, you clearly like to respond to much and
> often. It's curious that
> you never put any of your work up here. I realize
> that is not a requirement.
> But it would permit folks to know what you are about
> and how how your poems
> may or may not inform your critical sense and/or if
> you are looking for
> input or not. Otherwise you are always on one side
> of the plate. Which,
> frankly, seems a bit awkward. And I think we are
> mostly poets here.
>
> Stephen V
> http://stephenvincent.net/blog/
>
>
>
>
>
> > Lighten up, Candice. I welcome any and all
> comments.
> > And I welcome any excuse to send along the H.G.
> Wells
> > quotation.
> >
> > Hal
> >
> > Visit Our Other Location
> >
> > Halvard Johnson
> > ================
> > [log in to unmask]
> > [log in to unmask]
> > http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard
> > http://entropyandme.blogspot.com
> > http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com
> > http://www.hamiltonstone.org
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > On Apr 9, 2007, at 9:26 AM, MC Ward wrote:
> >
> >> When you post a poem here, the implicit
> assumption is
> >> that you want comments on it. This kind of
> mannerless
> >> response discourages feedback, so I, for one,
> won't
> >> asume that you want any comments (or praise only)
> on
> >> your posted poems. That makes even reading them a
> >> waste of time, as is your time in posting them.
> >>
> >> Candice
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >> --- Halvard Johnson <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
> >>
> >>> I second that notion.
> >>>
> >>> Hal
> >>>
> >>> "No passion in the world is equal to
> >>> the passion to alter someone else's draft."
> >>> --H. G. Wells
> >>>
> >>> Halvard Johnson
> >>> ================
> >>> [log in to unmask]
> >>> [log in to unmask]
> >>> http://home.earthlink.net/~halvard
> >>> http://entropyandme.blogspot.com
> >>> http://imageswithoutwords.blogspot.com
> >>> http://www.hamiltonstone.org
> >>>
> >>> On Apr 9, 2007, at 1:48 AM, Patrick Mc Manus
> wrote:
> >>>
> >>>> Roger These people who are cursed with wanting
> to
> >>> rewrite other
> >>>> peoples
> >>>> snaps!!!!!! Ban them that's what I say :-)
> >>>> Patrick de raynes park
> >>>>
> >>>> -----Original Message-----
> >>>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics
> >>>> [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> >>>> Behalf Of Roger Day
> >>>> Sent: 08 April 2007 17:37
> >>>> To: [log in to unmask]
> >>>> Subject: Re: snapshot -- revision
> >>>>
> >>>> how about this?
> >>>>
> >>>> Stepping into the morning
> >>>> waxwing symphonies and crow concertos
> >>>> air shivering, air trembling
> >>>> sandman cacophony crowding out the daylight
> >>>> ... why do we enter the future
> >>>> with the past in our deep night pockets
> >>>>
> >>>> although you may not want to go that far ...
> >>>>
> >>>> On 4/6/07, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]>
> >>> wrote:
> >>>>> thank you all for your critiques on this
> piece.
> >>> here is a
> >>>>> revision, which
> >>>> i
> >>>>> think is an improvement. i agree with andrew
> that
> >>> it would be good
> >>>>> to take
> >>>>> the "I" from the first line, but can't see a
> way
> >>> just yet:
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>> I stepped from my house this morning,
> >>>>> head crowded with voices from dreams,
> >>>>> into shivering air, trembling air, symphonies
> >>>>> of waxwings and robins, a percussion
> >>>>> of crows ... Why do we enter the future
> >>>>> with the past in our night pockets? Trees
> >>>>> shook with squirrel passions; goldfish
> >>>>> drifted from the pond's dark bottom
> >>>>> into pale water. At dusk the mountains
> >>>>> were scarved with mist.
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>> On 4/4/07, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]>
> >>> wrote:
> >>>>>>
> >>>>>> I stepped from my house this morning,
> >>>>>> head crowded with voices from dreams,
> >>>>>> into shivering air, trembling air, symphonies
> >>>>>> of waxwings and robins, a percussion
> >>>>>> of crows ... Why do we enter the future
> >>>>>> with the past in our night pockets? Trees
> >>>>>> shook with squirrel passions; goldfish
> >>>>>> drifted from the pond's dark bottom
> >>>>>> up into pale water, reacquainting themselves
> >>>>>> with the surface. The day passed slowly.
> >>>>>> At dusk the mountains were scarved with mist.
> >>>>>>
> >>>>>> <http://www.sbpoet.com>
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>>
> >>>>> --
> >>>>> ~ SB =^..^=
> >>>>>
> >>>>> http://www.sbpoet.com
> >>>>>
> >>>>
> >>>>
> >>>> --
> >>>> My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/
> >>>> "Patriotism is a virtue of the vicious." Oscar
> >>> Wilde
> >>>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
>
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