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Richard Sellers
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quotePosted at 18:13 on 20th March 2009
Such wonderful readings.....
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quotePosted at 16:59 on 24th March 2009
The Lark Ascending


As thou ascendeth from meadowsweet &
idle poppies,
morn doth shine
upon thy sonnets

wreath'd all who hear

Inspired by Ralph Vaughan Williams

Anna Hawthorne


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Krissy
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quotePosted at 17:16 on 24th March 2009

Anna...I love The Lark Ascending. It's my favorite piece of music!!! Thank you for that!!

Here is a fav of mine although a bit dark, I'm afraid...

Stop all the Clocks.

 

 


Selected Poems of W.H. Auden
by W. H. Auden
Vintage

I
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public
    doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

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Stephanie Jackson
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quotePosted at 17:20 on 24th March 2009

That's lovely Anna.

I love that one too Krissy - did you see "Four Weddings and a Funeral" where he read that poem at his partner's funeral - gets me every time!

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Krissy
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quotePosted at 17:22 on 24th March 2009

That's were I first heard it Steph!!!!  Gets me everytime too!!!

I wish someone loved me that much...ooo morbid..sorry!!! LOL!!



Edited by: Krissy at:24th March 2009 17:23
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Stephanie Jackson
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quotePosted at 17:24 on 24th March 2009
The one who "died" in that film walked past us when we were taking pictures at my friend's wedding at Birmingham Registry Office! I really regretted not having the cheek to ask him to pose with the bride and groom - it would have made a great wedding picture!
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Richard Sellers
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quotePosted at 17:25 on 24th March 2009
wow,fogot about that one
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Krissy
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quotePosted at 17:27 on 24th March 2009
On 24th March 2009 17:24, Stephanie Jackson wrote:
The one who "died" in that film walked past us when we were taking pictures at my friend's wedding at Birmingham Registry Office! I really regretted not having the cheek to ask him to pose with the bride and groom - it would have made a great wedding picture!


I love him!!! I loved him and his partner in the movie so much!!
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quotePosted at 18:41 on 24th March 2009

Curious how a few lines may inspire! My favourite movie is 'A Month in the Country'...adapted from a story by J.L.Carr.  Colin Firth and Kenneth Branaugh..and the dear Natasha Richardson..

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Black & Red Chalk



Sifting clues, movement of warm stars

circling on their skin

where are they now? grains of sand

their compass needles stilled

on a tattooed map of miracles where


hexagrams, wheels and weights etched

across a Florentine drawing

common ground of aviators

in monasteries

palimpsest fingertips brushing

quietly now, your silent code

bowing in prayer as you enter


silhouetting a shape remaining

humanist impression forming there

on the planes of your bed by the sea

engraving seal imprinted when

your dusty, coloured hands held me
Anna Hawthorne
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Let's go back to another place and time...perhaps to the studio of a 14th C Florentine lover
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Harry E Wheeler
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quotePosted at 06:03 on 26th March 2009

Though this poem is pretty much based on my life, I am not experiencing the final stanza just yet  !!

Harry

 

A Sestina.  A difficult poetry format requiring six random words.  Each word in any order ends each line in the first stanza.  This is repeated through six stanzas, with the lines ending in different word order.The poem is completed with an ‘envoy’ of two lines, each containing three of the chosen words in any order.     Life Cycle Tiny, vibrant, filled with spirit     Out of the warmth of the womb I gave my first breath  Thus, I began my bloody, skinny, miserable life  Foul stools and rancid vomit were beyond my control  My existence totally dependant on the benevolence of others  From the break of dawn to the dusk my life was not my own I learned the hardest task of all – to walk on my own I stumbled at every step and frequently lost my breath   Though my success was assured by others I resolutely refused to lose my spirit Finally, my ambulatory skills were under control I was on the verge of an exciting new life   School was an entirely different way of life  Day after day I felt the teacher’s breath At my ear - trying to break my spirit  I mastered the three R’s. I was now in control   I refused to follow in the path of others  And fall by the wayside.  My life now was my own   As a teenager, I could not accept the role of Mothers  Domestic affairs were beyond my comprehension  “Come, son, tidy your room … that’s the Spirit”  The words spoken in a gentle, soft breath  My childish possessions I now disowned With abandonment I approached my bachelor life    Then, no longer was I a single man - a free spirit  With a wife, two daughters, and her two brothers Two boys and two girls almost beyond my control  I would now take one deep breath As I entered the penultimate stage of my life  My possessions no longer mine alone to own   As I reach the closing stages of my life My body aches – I quickly lose my breathI am so much more dependant on others My children’s children now fully grown Once again, my bodily functions are beyond my control  Never have I been so close to the Holy Spirit   Before my final breath I give praise to my Creator for allowing me to control my humble lifeAnd now that I have grown old I thank others for the spirit of happiness in which I will depart this earth                    

 

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