Even through stone [Day 62]
Even through stone
Waves of sympathetic resonance
Still pass
Through a stone generation—
Consulting the sundial
And the oracles of cloud.
They ask for the news
As our star splits the horizon
Into dim and glowing worlds
Where laws of physics differ.
Here, thought is luminous. There,
Thought can kill and matter's effulgent.
Here again, time is circular. There,
Clusters parabolic.
The wise gather and disperse along
Etheric boundaries which distribute
The politics of spirit, elegantly decreed.
In leather binding, laced with salt,
Pages etched in iron groves.
Soul is here in sanguine lines,
Trickling down the slopes to flow
Through soft lithography—
Our callous hearts
Impressed on loam.
Poetry
Written by
@d-pend on 5/7/18
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Photography by
Somadjinn
.1 — "Misty Godafoss Fury"
2 — "Timeless Clock Falls"
3 — "Basalt Beach Cave - Gatklettur"
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Well written poem @d-pend. The pictures which you select, give the true meanings of your poetry.
I like your use of vague pronouns like "they". I wonder who "they" are. I also like the vague use of "here" and "there", for the same reason. Alongside the imagery these terms create a transindental quality to the poem that for me references a human's ability to exist not only in the physical but in the mental in many different ways, and the spiritual as well. The last line is my favorite. For me loan is the frothy mixture produced when water hits itself, where the impurities bubble and firm a stagnant foam. I envision a writer impressing a calloused heart onto loan (a substance that can be almost anything). Thought provoking. I like it. 😎
Beautifully written poem
Again metaphysical sedimentary poetry @d-pend. I am a rock.
Saya mengamati puisimu @d-pend saya menangkap ada filosofi hidup yang hendak kau bagi baik tentang keindahan semesta maupun dengan sisi lain mengumpulkan keberanian dan mengubur dalam-dalam ketakutan
stones are so full of magic
in Russia we say: "Even walls have ears", meaning they can hear and remember everything
But I have the same idea when I'm looking at stones. How much they saw, how much they knew, and how much they can "tell" us if we can "feel" them
stones are used in many rituals, they're really powerful
and the last photo is just wow!
Unarguably, some people just too good!
You chose the right pics to help create the imagery.
I am glad I attended your class yesterday. Learned so much in one sitting. I wish I had not missed the previous ones.
To me, the above poem reflects the state of affairs now- the younger generation not wising up and the wise souls disperse and the remaining are returned to the soil.
NICE POEM
I comment with this
such as the flow of water will penetrate the pores until it finds the estuary
the sound goes through the media to the ear until to ear
like the wind that always blows into the empty spaces
to occupy the softness of thought and taste
it is knowledge that makes us more wise
to dispel doubts in the work
bring our minds to one success
with the community reach the top
when others think to destroy
let's get rid of the debris
when others think to discredit
let's wake up with positive energy
to achieve success