Poems on Rainer Maria Rilke Seeking Honest Critique
#RainerMariaRilke
How to Feed a Warmonster
React to the warmonster with my trauma responses?
¿Inherited from past generations??
I goad it on to prove its strength.
Throw shreds of factoids between its jaws?
I jump into the bottomless pit of addiction.
Appease the warmonster by fighting fear?
I cook up hunger for more.
Fight the warmonster by nurturing fear in others?
¿Just to prove my point and win an argument??
I become complicit in the brutal business of War.
Flee the fear, ignore the warmonster?
¿Hope it will go away??
¿¿Fizzle out???
¿¿¿Become...
¿Inherited from past generations??
I goad it on to prove its strength.
Throw shreds of factoids between its jaws?
I jump into the bottomless pit of addiction.
Appease the warmonster by fighting fear?
I cook up hunger for more.
Fight the warmonster by nurturing fear in others?
¿Just to prove my point and win an argument??
I become complicit in the brutal business of War.
Flee the fear, ignore the warmonster?
¿Hope it will go away??
¿¿Fizzle out???
¿¿¿Become...
#war
#monsters
#suffering
#RainerMariaRilke
#fear
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Letters to a Young Poet X
September 27, 2018
Ahavati
The Future
Dear Ahavati,
I write to you from the future, where I perceive you as just a baby, with so many lifetimes to evolve. Here, in the Library of Light, where everything is recorded in your Book of Lives, I smile at your accomplishments, and the gift of poetry you have countless times chosen to procure a deeper understanding of . . .life, after life.
I see Autumn arrived under an umbrellic cloud-cover cooling the sun's volcanic wrath. It's been a...
Ahavati
The Future
Dear Ahavati,
I write to you from the future, where I perceive you as just a baby, with so many lifetimes to evolve. Here, in the Library of Light, where everything is recorded in your Book of Lives, I smile at your accomplishments, and the gift of poetry you have countless times chosen to procure a deeper understanding of . . .life, after life.
I see Autumn arrived under an umbrellic cloud-cover cooling the sun's volcanic wrath. It's been a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet IX
September 19, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear T,
Tonight, muscle covers the stars,
flexing clouds expand condensation into swollen ice crystals; their semi-warmth cooling summer. Soon we shall smell roasted leaves and burnt marshmellows from singed twigs. But, for now it seems a purgatory until the autumn equinox Saturday.
I've found poetry can also be seasonally cyclic. The space between departure and arrival can be arid to frozen. Yet genesis springs from cracked earth just as it survives ice;...
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear T,
Tonight, muscle covers the stars,
flexing clouds expand condensation into swollen ice crystals; their semi-warmth cooling summer. Soon we shall smell roasted leaves and burnt marshmellows from singed twigs. But, for now it seems a purgatory until the autumn equinox Saturday.
I've found poetry can also be seasonally cyclic. The space between departure and arrival can be arid to frozen. Yet genesis springs from cracked earth just as it survives ice;...
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet(ess) VIII
September 15, 2018
Ahavati
Charlotte, North Carolina
Dear A,
I am writing to you amidst an approaching hurricane, Florence, who is currently battering the Carolina's coastal regions with heavy wind and rain. We are expecting 15" by Sunday. She is a slow moving force inching her way across an uncertain path of terrain. The wind is an angry mistress, and the rain a lover's tears upon being dismissed. The rest is breaking chaos we listen to from behind closed shutters and doors.
So many friends were forced to flee...
Ahavati
Charlotte, North Carolina
Dear A,
I am writing to you amidst an approaching hurricane, Florence, who is currently battering the Carolina's coastal regions with heavy wind and rain. We are expecting 15" by Sunday. She is a slow moving force inching her way across an uncertain path of terrain. The wind is an angry mistress, and the rain a lover's tears upon being dismissed. The rest is breaking chaos we listen to from behind closed shutters and doors.
So many friends were forced to flee...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet VII
Sept 8, 2018
Ahavati
Boone, North Carolina
Dear T,
I am answering you from a friend's lovely cabin in the blue ridge mountains this weekend. While summer heat lingers, there's also an undercurrent of autumn; an eddy of cleansing flowing down the mountain as water. The local stands are bright with pumpkin and fresh harvest, canned jams and muscadine wine. Friends are gathering to break bread and celebrate the finale of summer. I adore the camaraderie of mountain people.
I am humbled by your message, and wish to convey my deepest...
Ahavati
Boone, North Carolina
Dear T,
I am answering you from a friend's lovely cabin in the blue ridge mountains this weekend. While summer heat lingers, there's also an undercurrent of autumn; an eddy of cleansing flowing down the mountain as water. The local stands are bright with pumpkin and fresh harvest, canned jams and muscadine wine. Friends are gathering to break bread and celebrate the finale of summer. I adore the camaraderie of mountain people.
I am humbled by your message, and wish to convey my deepest...
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet VI
September 7, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear D,
I am writing from the heat of a southern mountain day after re-reading T.S. Eliot's 'The Wasteland'. Such a beautiful piece of literature. The 'Four Quartets' is seasonably palatable for the emotion, as well as 'The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock'. Have you noticed weather can affect what you read? I lean toward hearthy poetry as summer closes. The imagery of warm morning fires and smell of food in the air, as though harvest has bloomed - not in the fields but the tables.
...
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear D,
I am writing from the heat of a southern mountain day after re-reading T.S. Eliot's 'The Wasteland'. Such a beautiful piece of literature. The 'Four Quartets' is seasonably palatable for the emotion, as well as 'The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock'. Have you noticed weather can affect what you read? I lean toward hearthy poetry as summer closes. The imagery of warm morning fires and smell of food in the air, as though harvest has bloomed - not in the fields but the tables.
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet V
September 3, 2018
Chimney Rock
North Carolina
My Dearest J,
Despite being beautiful here, I must admit holidays completely dominate the peaceful serenity of mountain life. The shop owners are preparing for winter, when only locals will be able to access privately. Words and stories will flow freely in truth without worry about upsetting misplaced sensibilities of a majority of tourists. It's not that we're antisocial or unwelcoming to the stranger; we're furthest from that. Visitors to these parts don't seem to understand...
Chimney Rock
North Carolina
My Dearest J,
Despite being beautiful here, I must admit holidays completely dominate the peaceful serenity of mountain life. The shop owners are preparing for winter, when only locals will be able to access privately. Words and stories will flow freely in truth without worry about upsetting misplaced sensibilities of a majority of tourists. It's not that we're antisocial or unwelcoming to the stranger; we're furthest from that. Visitors to these parts don't seem to understand...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet(ess) IV
September 2, 2018
Ahavati
Lake Lure, North Carolina
Dearest Elena,
I wish you could experience the energy of the blue ridge mountains in their summer finale. Everything is lush, yet thinning its grip on the humidity so prevalent in the south. A myriad of green is altering shades according to their impending autumn wardrobe, now in the final stages of production. Soon the curtain will rise, and thousands will migrate here from all over the world to witness the spectacular carnival of color that cannot be described with words, only...
Ahavati
Lake Lure, North Carolina
Dearest Elena,
I wish you could experience the energy of the blue ridge mountains in their summer finale. Everything is lush, yet thinning its grip on the humidity so prevalent in the south. A myriad of green is altering shades according to their impending autumn wardrobe, now in the final stages of production. Soon the curtain will rise, and thousands will migrate here from all over the world to witness the spectacular carnival of color that cannot be described with words, only...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#gratitude #RainerMariaRilke
#gratitude #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet(ess) III
August 31, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dearest Duende,
I am writing amidst a beautiful view of the blue ridge mountains; I'll enclose a post card so you may enjoy the same while reading. Currently a hint of change permeates the trees, as though whispering vibrations of color they will cyclically attract: golden ocher, burnt sienna, cadmium lemon, raw umber, alizerin crimson. Soon they will don Joseph's coat of many colors quilted as far as the eye can see - before releasing slowly,...
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dearest Duende,
I am writing amidst a beautiful view of the blue ridge mountains; I'll enclose a post card so you may enjoy the same while reading. Currently a hint of change permeates the trees, as though whispering vibrations of color they will cyclically attract: golden ocher, burnt sienna, cadmium lemon, raw umber, alizerin crimson. Soon they will don Joseph's coat of many colors quilted as far as the eye can see - before releasing slowly,...
#LifeAsAWriter
#honesty
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet(ess) II
August 30, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear Younger Poetess,
These mountains are beginning to herald autumn. Soon they will sing in a cacophony of color that resembles the pure essence of poetry. I am enjoying a view of distant storms from my veranda while sipping evening tea. I just finished reading your poetry.
I read between the lines of your verses, where resides meaning within the space of breath. Where there is joy, there is also pain; where there is longing, there is...
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear Younger Poetess,
These mountains are beginning to herald autumn. Soon they will sing in a cacophony of color that resembles the pure essence of poetry. I am enjoying a view of distant storms from my veranda while sipping evening tea. I just finished reading your poetry.
I read between the lines of your verses, where resides meaning within the space of breath. Where there is joy, there is also pain; where there is longing, there is...
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet(ess) I
August 29, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dearest Poppy,
I received your letter just yesterday. I must admit my heart sank when I became aware of your feelings. Especially in light of such a deep accompaniment of expression, obviously demonstrating great depth of emotion.
Perhaps such emotion is reaching up from the quagmire of doubt toward the rung of growth. While you may feel you're in a rut, the enclosed poem contradicts that thought with hard evidence to the contrary....
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dearest Poppy,
I received your letter just yesterday. I must admit my heart sank when I became aware of your feelings. Especially in light of such a deep accompaniment of expression, obviously demonstrating great depth of emotion.
Perhaps such emotion is reaching up from the quagmire of doubt toward the rung of growth. While you may feel you're in a rut, the enclosed poem contradicts that thought with hard evidence to the contrary....
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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