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'Awakening Slave'
Groping blind, I desperately hunt
down every phrase, but letters
turn oppressive in their own right,
clouding an obsessive judgement,
which loathes a rigidity of capitals:
and thus, subjects continually fail
to emerge from marble conception,
become slower in materialising
whatever figures exist, underneath
surface appearances of meaning:
to question whether flesh, in truth,
lives within the smooth exterior.
down every phrase, but letters
turn oppressive in their own right,
clouding an obsessive judgement,
which loathes a rigidity of capitals:
and thus, subjects continually fail
to emerge from marble conception,
become slower in materialising
whatever figures exist, underneath
surface appearances of meaning:
to question whether flesh, in truth,
lives within the smooth exterior.
Published 14th Jul 2019
| Edited 15th Jul 2019
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14th Jul 2019 5:17am
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14th Jul 2019 11:08am
14th Jul 2019 2:34pm
Wow powerful stuff!!
"to emerge from marble conception,
become slower in materialising
what figure or being exists, beneath
a surface appearance of meaning:
questioning whether flesh, in truth,
lives within the smooth exterior."
This is excellent 👏👏
"to emerge from marble conception,
become slower in materialising
what figure or being exists, beneath
a surface appearance of meaning:
questioning whether flesh, in truth,
lives within the smooth exterior."
This is excellent 👏👏
14th Jul 2019 11:06pm
Anonymous
- Edited 8th May 2020 8:45pm
14th Jul 2019 6:18pm
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15th Jul 2019 4:15pm
Your first stanza speaks to me from my personal experience of course, where I think about how command of an extensive vocabulary is nothing, letters, words, phrases, sentences, but having something that the heart needs to express, it finds the words. The ends create the means.
Wonderful to contemplate, having so adroitly captured the essence of that ethereal cognition, wherein we tap into the universe and all our experience to create the word, our written shadow. I called it a framework mosaic in my last write, also thinking of it in terms of a concrete sculpture. Another exquisite write my friend.
Wonderful to contemplate, having so adroitly captured the essence of that ethereal cognition, wherein we tap into the universe and all our experience to create the word, our written shadow. I called it a framework mosaic in my last write, also thinking of it in terms of a concrete sculpture. Another exquisite write my friend.
15th Jul 2019 11:41pm
Thank you again, Daniel. I definitely relate, but perhaps somewhat differently. As being overwhelmed with the variety of possible options language can offer. So that composing verse is a fascinating, if slightly aggravating, dialogue between intention and indeterminacy.
I often relate to visual artists who speak as if their work already existed, waiting to be discovered, or how it may develop its own expression and boundaries, independent of what they originally envisioned. Such as Michelangelo's 'prisoners'/'slaves,' which have long inspired me with their rough-hewn, emergent forms. Similar to what you've written, I believe creation is a self-discovery, which comes by creating distance from or working outside of yourself.
Applying this to poetry is challenging, because we are playing with both the 'sense' generated by words and phrases, as well as the literal meanings they contain. To continue the metaphor, it means having to decide whether to praise the marble itself, 'free' the potential within material, or both when possible (Haha.) I will need to read your piece when my mind isn't rattled from work, asap.
I often relate to visual artists who speak as if their work already existed, waiting to be discovered, or how it may develop its own expression and boundaries, independent of what they originally envisioned. Such as Michelangelo's 'prisoners'/'slaves,' which have long inspired me with their rough-hewn, emergent forms. Similar to what you've written, I believe creation is a self-discovery, which comes by creating distance from or working outside of yourself.
Applying this to poetry is challenging, because we are playing with both the 'sense' generated by words and phrases, as well as the literal meanings they contain. To continue the metaphor, it means having to decide whether to praise the marble itself, 'free' the potential within material, or both when possible (Haha.) I will need to read your piece when my mind isn't rattled from work, asap.
16th Jul 2019 6:43pm
Very well said. I really appreciate the detail of your explanation. No worries my works will be there, circumstances not withstanding and they usually take a minimum of ten or twenty minutes to read. Haha.
