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Maybe this poem could be of comfort to parents whose children have disappointed them? It seems to say (a) it's not your fault, and (b) it's supposed to turn out like that.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
here's mine so far, still playing with it
What war was your father in?
Is he the stoic, silent, do-your-duty type of man? Or are you more saying that as children that's how we see our parents, as mythical, all-powerful beings and not as actual people?
Yes, good point. In the first poem by Sharon Olds I heard a kind of ruthlessness,
[...]
Olds knows her parents are not right for one another but she wants to Live !
...he was forcibly taken from his home in the Ukraine...was in Italian prisoner of war camp...
You did a good job of conveying that.Hence I rediscover him in the poem as something of a mystery coming from beyond our domestic life.
"Don’t break the link in that chain lest the man slip through
The mesh, the net, careful we might see him
For who he is."
"Young Yin: Oh no, not again, dear God. Why did You make ignorance such bliss?"
Yes, ruthless is a good word for it...it paints a rather uncharitable picture of babies (their souls) as selfish things, doesn't it? With her banging them together in sort of demonic glee, already planning how she'll benefit? There is the line, "you are going to do bad things to children"...we could presume one of the children is her, so she suffered too, but it does sound as if most of the destruction was to the parents' lives, and she doesn't care.
Unless...it's more post-facto bravado, a way to create some power for herself? Like, "SEE, you evil things? I'm fine now! And moreover, this was all my idea in the first place! You didn't do it to ME, I did it to YOU!"
Poems are hard!
Another twist might be that it's ALL just the intertwinings of fate, and none of the individuals have much to do with it...as you said, we can get the concept of karma but not have any idea how it works.
P.S. Last night I read an old thread...are you still having font/paragraph trouble? I see you're using different fonts, should we too? I thought the thread ended on an "it's fixed now, sort of" note, but is it?
He put armor or a net around himself, to protect himself maybe as much as you? Keep the sad stuff tucked away, out of sight and out of mind...is that what you meant?
Now Lisa can we have a little poem from you
I challenge anyone to write a pre birth limerick
My tongue-in-cheek wish for human evolution is that the human sex drive gets over itself...
I apologize ahead of time for the
length of my poem. It just started flowing right
out of me, at times I had to take a break, just
for it to flow again. I am afraid of affecting
others, so this may be too heavy for some,
while it has been healing for me.
For art I really like drawing, although I'm not very good. Poetry was not really "my thing".
Am confused a bit, though..."temple" to me implies Judaism, but then the Christmas Eve parts don't fit. Was that poetic word choice, or is there another religion that calls its places of worship temples?
I apologize ahead of time for the
length of my poem. It just started flowing right
out of me, at times I had to take a break, just
for it to flow again. I am afraid of affecting
others, so this may be too heavy for some,
while it has been healing for me.
To all : your poems are so lovely. thank you for sharing. I feel like we exchanging presents.:bows:
Me?? Visual poetry?
I wouldn't even know how to begin or what to write about.
Clarity,
Office 17622,
PO Box 6945,
London.
W1A 6US
United Kingdom
Phone/ Voicemail:
+44 (0)20 3287 3053 (UK)
+1 (561) 459-4758 (US).