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Continuing from Pessoa
'I know not what tomorrow will bring,'
Such dreams are now beyond my control.
They only respond to unwise sleep,
Appearing like Summer rain, at midnight.
O but when revealed, they never cease—
As welcomed prophecies, a madness which
Somebody has granted us, whenever
An evening caresses our window-panes.
Such dreams are now beyond my control.
They only respond to unwise sleep,
Appearing like Summer rain, at midnight.
O but when revealed, they never cease—
As welcomed prophecies, a madness which
Somebody has granted us, whenever
An evening caresses our window-panes.
Published 6th Mar 2019
Author's Note
The title's meant to be playful, as this literally opens with the last, written, words of a favorite poet of mine.
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6th Mar 2019 9:44pm
6th Mar 2019 10:35pm
Thank you for the compliments, I'm glad you enjoyed it! Honestly, language is something I'm still grappling with.
I tend toward the obsessive, hoping that more frequent writing, reading poetry, and communication with others will free me up.
I tend toward the obsessive, hoping that more frequent writing, reading poetry, and communication with others will free me up.
6th Mar 2019 11:54pm
6th Mar 2019 11:57pm
I appreciate the compliment in return! There's another I'll be uploading shortly, otherwise this may wait until I've wrapped up other, long-standing drafts (Haha.)
While also exploring this vast forum...
While also exploring this vast forum...
7th Mar 2019 00:24am
I would love to breakdown the entire spill............here
for me, the title is a distraction to what I truly want to perceive.........to glean and understand.
Not sure if what You spilled is what You feel or believe and while i disagree with some
I won't be distracted by the extraneous fodder lined along the byways of this spill --
Yours and the readers..........
nevertheless,
an intriguing spill for me
for me, the title is a distraction to what I truly want to perceive.........to glean and understand.
Not sure if what You spilled is what You feel or believe and while i disagree with some
I won't be distracted by the extraneous fodder lined along the byways of this spill --
Yours and the readers..........
nevertheless,
an intriguing spill for me
7th Mar 2019 00:39am
7th Mar 2019 00:42am
spill is how Your mind or thoughts or heart or spiritual vomits to the mind's eye view
distraction is what MOST will gravitate to when You spill
at least, for me......this is how I Feel it
distraction is what MOST will gravitate to when You spill
at least, for me......this is how I Feel it
7th Mar 2019 00:54am
Well that clarifies things somewhat. In any case, I'm not sure whether I can agree or disagree with the rest.
As far as titles go, while they always lend something, they can serve different purposes, from one work to another. In this case, an homage more than anything; if I think of one more to my liking, I would change it. But I don't evaluate art primarily on names and titles.
As far as titles go, while they always lend something, they can serve different purposes, from one work to another. In this case, an homage more than anything; if I think of one more to my liking, I would change it. But I don't evaluate art primarily on names and titles.
10th Mar 2019 11:29pm
Finding inspiration in another's work, a special provision for that in poetry, love it. Two of your works and I am instantly enthralled by your imagery. Can't wait to read more.
