Ah, but poetry is the new(s) that stays new(s), eh?
You seem to have been into haiku-ing then...
Doug
On Aug 28, 2015, at 1:55 AM, Andrew Burke <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Thanks, Doug.
>
> Here's another little one from the same old notebook:
>
> pips in the fire
> spring loaded tree -
> oranges and lemons!
>
> ~
>
> wet winter
> worms wiggle toward
> denouement
>
> ~
>
> seagull glides down
> Main Street over drivers
> stuck in traffic
>
> ~
>
> sun shines off windows -
> crows attack themselves
> in a tinted sky
>
> ~
>
> (from the 80s, I presume)
>
>
> Andrew
>
> On 28 August 2015 at 00:36, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
>> Yeah, imagist at work, Andrew…
>>
>> Doug
>> On Aug 26, 2015, at 9:09 PM, Andrew Burke <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>
>>> to put the rose
>>> in water
>>> take off the last leaves
>>>
>>> throw its growing arms
>>> away
>>>
>>> make the rose fit
>>> our scheme of
>>> things
>>>
>>> ~
>>>
>>> Much more betterer! Thanks all who responded (and those who simply read
>> it
>>> and moved on in disgust :-) )
>>>
>>> It may cover one request for a nature poem recently unfulfilled - that'd
>> be
>>> great. So thanks again.
>>>
>>> Andrew
>>>
>>>
>>> On 27 August 2015 at 07:51, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]>
>> wrote:
>>>
>>>> Like it, Andrew. Agree with L and D that is sharper without the final
>> two
>>>> stanzas. L's suggestion to finish with 'rhythm' works for me. 'jazz'
>> alone
>>>> introduces a different tone - depends what you're after; it's certainly
>> a
>>>> bit 'wild'.
>>>>
>>>> The clouds of doubt stuff might suit another poem.
>>>>
>>>> Bill
>>>>
>>>>> On 26 Aug 2015, at 11:30 pm, Andrew Burke <[log in to unmask]>
>> wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>> to put the rose
>>>>> in water
>>>>> take off the last leaves
>>>>>
>>>>> throw its growing arms
>>>>> arms
>>>>>
>>>>> make the rose fit
>>>>> our scheme of
>>>>> things
>>>>>
>>>>> *
>>>>>
>>>>> give old doubt
>>>>> the chuck-out
>>>>> get into your own
>>>>> jazz rhythm
>>>>>
>>>>> rhythm-a-ling
>>>>> ring-a-ring
>>>>> a rosey
>>>>>
>>>>> when you
>>>>> are coming out
>>>>> of clouds of doubt
>>>>> you want to shout
>>>>> and play - okay,
>>>>> that is it day
>>>>> the end of play
>>>>>
>>>>> ~
>>>>>
>>>>> Just a page from a scrappy notebook, trying to get something going.
>>>>>
>>>>
>>
>> Douglas Barbour
>> [log in to unmask]
>>
>> Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2
>> (UofAPress).
>> Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
>>
>> Done in by creation itself.
>>
>> I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too.
>> The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books?
>> We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming?
>>
>> Robert Kroetsch.
>>
Douglas Barbour
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Done in by creation itself.
I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too.
The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books?
We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming?
Robert Kroetsch.
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