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Ever and Again
By: Robert Anderson

shadows aggravate

my heart,

love seems so far away --

so far, so far

and i am lost

beneath the blue veil

of my dreams


i'll linger awhile,

torn, lost without

everything

i never actually knew yet

fantasied of

constantly


no matter how

elegance no longer laces

through all i once held near

i'll wander through and search

for you


'til breath becomes the chill

the air accumulates through

its pale frigidness and

tears fall while

memories loom


i'll sit here and watch

the craving earth

endure

the fragmented rain

and want more

to escape

my very breath of life


ever... and again



Robert Anderson


Daily Quote: The jump is so frightening between where I am and where I want to be.
Because of all I may become, I will close my eyes and leap.
- Mary Anne Radmacher

Linguist Corner-ITALIAN: tenere: to hold / verb.
Example sentence: Se lo tieni così stretto, l'uovo si rompe.
Translation: If you hold it too tightly, the egg will break.

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Who Knows if the Moon's a Balloon (Video adaptation)
By: Good King Friday


Always seeking to diversity the creative offerings on our Guest Book, we have provided something very unique for readers to view today. The following original YouTube video was sent to us with the accompanying annotation:

"My name is Christina Giacona and I am with the L.A. based band Good King Friday and we have written a song using the text of E. E. Cummings "Who Knows if the Moon's a Balloon". Along with setting the text, we have also made a stop-motion animation video to accompany the song. From one poetry lover to another. Enjoy."




Good King Friday




Daily Quote: "Ultimately, we must learn to trust ourselves. When we do this intimately and intelligently, the world opens full of meaning before us. We find that we ourselves are the doorway to a fathomless understanding of the source of life itself. We need only to learn to walk through it."



-- James Thornton



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Currently

By: Kathryn Merry
 


I dreamt that I fell into a tidal sea whose mean little waves rolled brown into their white foam crest.
Dirty little waves, tumblingheadlong into a pebble rock shore.

I walk buoyantly, stubbornly, inside a swirl of water who doesn’t understand footsteps and wants to carry me away.
Wants to give its greatest gift,
wants to cast its favorite spell.
Wants to take the weight from me and let me float.

But I reject,
and dig my toes further into glass crystal sand, push my weight against an ocean army advancing in waves to take me down & under.
It is unmoved by my oxygen dependence.
It smiles at my finless form, my primitive lungs that can’t separate 2O from H.
I am a fish out of water, and the water wants to make me swim.

And in my dream, when I found ground & began to walk again- when I was still in water, but not swimming-
I felt a net of salt adorning me, I shimmered like a diamond.
And as the water lapped weaker and lower, petting my calves, ankles, toes-
I felt a silky seaweed mass that hung from my head like a train.
My hair had grown back, long & thick down my back, while I was slowly opposing the current.

In that dream way, it felt like years, but was only a day.
In that real way, it means nothing but is all of me, just the same.


Kathryn Merry


Daily Quote: Angels can fly because they can take themselves lightly.
- G. K. Chesterton

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An Undecided Life
By: Michael Reynolds



A life,
so vivid,
so clear,
so seemingly happy to those around me,
a mask,
a secret,
a lie,
hidden torment,
agony,
loneliness,
what others see is not truly what I am,
a monster,
a savage,
an abomination,
a life which no one understands,
a burden,
worthless,
a scapegoat,
the pain that keeps me alive,
the hurt that keeps me going,
this hell they call life.


Michael Reynolds


Daily Quote: Anger is often more hurtful than the injury that caused it.
- English Proverb


Linguist Corner-SPANISH: repasar, verb
to check; to revise
Example:
- Repase la factura antes de firmarla.
- Check the invoice before signing it.

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Overwhelmingly Magnetic
By: Lawrence Pillar

So busy they are today,
With their self importance.
Those feeding off of acquired popularity.
And believing themselves,
Overwhelmingly magnetic to others.
As they see themselves to be.

They can not see themselves,
From a superficial point of view.
They believe themselves to be the center of things.
Since some folks have them believing that is true.

A connection that has existed for some time to the world,
Appears to be comfortably attached...
Without an outward showing,
Of an entrapped affectation.
That connection to reality is obvious to those,
Who are aware of what reality means.

And for many this has been their lives as known.
A desire to have a popularity.
To be seen and showing what it is they do and 'own'.
And feeling alone and hollow,
If egos they displayed were not publicly overblown.
And fed wherever they are bled to produce,
Evidence of their significance to induce a following.

'Are you jealous? '

Of what?
I have been comfortable in my own skin,
'Most' of my life!
I am in no need to solicit popularity.
My radiance comes naturally.

'Oh.
How blind of me not to see it.'

Lawrence Pillar


Daily Quote: What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments,
but what is woven into the lives of others.
- Pericles

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Place
By: Fergus Carty


Clearing skies
Sun-beams twisting through dense air
Light dappling beneath branches
Needles, moss, grass
Sensations under palm
Water wrapping around fingers
Trickling, murmuring over rounded stones
Scenting resin, moisture
Echoes…
Refractions…..
Imagined place.


Fergus Carty


Daily Quote: A man's character is his guardian divinity.
- Heraclitus


Linguist Corner-SPANISH: cansado / adjective
tired; tiring
Example:
- Carlos está muy cansado.
Carlos is very tired.
- Estoy cansada de hacer lo mismo todos los días.
I’m tired of doing the same thing every day.
- Debe de ser cansado tener que corregir tantos exámenes.
It must be tiring having to mark so many exam papers.


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Puppeteer
By: Fergus Carty


Love,
You have led me a merry dance across Life’s stage!
You auditioned me beside a plastic Cupid
Only to cast me with an altogether leaner Eros
Who loosed barbed arrows
That tore my Heart so painfully when retrieved.
Away with your silk screen!
You project on it a coy Venus
But I have glimpsed the fractured Aphrodite
That you had hidden in the wings.
You cajoled me to open up my Heart
To let you pluck sweet chords across its strings
But some you have ripped roughly from their settings
Never to be replaced.
So often you have tripped me up
To play the fool before the crowing crowd
How many times have you pulled back my hand
When I sought to touch The One?
You puppeteer who have jerked my strings
This way and that and left me struggling
In a carelessly woven web.

Man,
Do not seek to blame me now
If you find yourself all tangled up in lines.
It is long ago that I had cut you free!


Fergus Carty



"Love is a game that two can play and both win."
~Eva Gabor

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I Dreamed of Jeannie
By: Joe Trava
 

As I began to breathe,
I don't recall, I can't explain,
the largest river flowed
in days with sun and rain.

It flowed so fast
and furious,
I tried my best
but couldn't rest.

I went along
the river deep,
the snowy mountain high,
the sky above
the clouds that cried,

and I dreamed of Jeannie
and I knew I loved her
don't ask me how,
don't ask me why.

It was her smile,
enchanting eyes,
or how she danced,
a silhouette that hypnotized me

in a journey of beautiful worlds.


Joe Trava

Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you.
~Marsha Norman

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