Long Poems on Rainer Maria Rilke
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Poem Published
7th May 2020 3:58am
7th May 2020 3:58am
Widow's Walk
The daily diminishing of me went on
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#RainerMariaRilke
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
28th Sep 2018 00:41am
28th Sep 2018 00:41am
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
1050 reads
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
25th Sep 2018 11:23pm
25th Sep 2018 11:23pm
Letters To A Young Poet IV
September 21, 2018
Jade Pandora
San Fernando, California
Dear Geoffrey,
With your latest letter received, nestled next to my trusty field journal in my leather shoulder tote which sits in its own chair next to mine, I write this letter in the San Fernando Public Library on a Friday’s beautiful late morning. It’s near where I just came from, the Mission San Fernando Rey de España, in the Mission Hills district of Los Angeles. Where I went to pay my respects at the grave sites of my...
Jade Pandora
San Fernando, California
Dear Geoffrey,
With your latest letter received, nestled next to my trusty field journal in my leather shoulder tote which sits in its own chair next to mine, I write this letter in the San Fernando Public Library on a Friday’s beautiful late morning. It’s near where I just came from, the Mission San Fernando Rey de España, in the Mission Hills district of Los Angeles. Where I went to pay my respects at the grave sites of my...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
727 reads
4 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
25th Sep 2018 1:46am
25th Sep 2018 1:46am
Letters To A Young Poet III
September 18, 2018
Jade Pandora
Woodland Hills, California
Dear Geoffrey,
I’ve concluded a brief jaunt out for vitamin supplements and healthy sustenance at a Whole Foods on Ventura Blvd. Things like radish sprouts, avocado, crookneck squash, veggie pot stickers, angel hair pasta, jasmine rice and yogurt kefir.
Now, while still on the boulevard after shopping, a whisper from the muse had me pull over to the curb to jot notes in my field journal. At least I am in a better position to do this than the...
Jade Pandora
Woodland Hills, California
Dear Geoffrey,
I’ve concluded a brief jaunt out for vitamin supplements and healthy sustenance at a Whole Foods on Ventura Blvd. Things like radish sprouts, avocado, crookneck squash, veggie pot stickers, angel hair pasta, jasmine rice and yogurt kefir.
Now, while still on the boulevard after shopping, a whisper from the muse had me pull over to the curb to jot notes in my field journal. At least I am in a better position to do this than the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
641 reads
4 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
24th Sep 2018 8:55am
24th Sep 2018 8:55am
Letters To A Young Poet II
September 15, 2018
Jade Pandora
Los Angeles, California
Dear Geoffrey,
I was downtown earliest today (near where I was born) before the heat burned away the early morning overcast I love. To the Hall of Records, securing copies of files having to do with issues of property lines, easements, abatement, old applications and licenses for add-ons. Not to mention the odd transcripts of court cases of who got what in a divorce or subsequent child custody hearings.
I enjoy extending my abilities as free...
Jade Pandora
Los Angeles, California
Dear Geoffrey,
I was downtown earliest today (near where I was born) before the heat burned away the early morning overcast I love. To the Hall of Records, securing copies of files having to do with issues of property lines, easements, abatement, old applications and licenses for add-ons. Not to mention the odd transcripts of court cases of who got what in a divorce or subsequent child custody hearings.
I enjoy extending my abilities as free...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
695 reads
4 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2018 9:36pm
22nd Sep 2018 9:36pm
Letters To A Young Poet
September 12, 2018
Jade Pandora
Catalina Island, California
Dear Geoffrey,
Yes, the postmark is confusing I’m sure. It’s been years, but I have taken the day boat across the channel over to Santa Catalina. To check on a number of areas of the island’s coastline from which several family members have requested in their wills that their ashes be scattered offshore by hired craft, and the vote fell to me. At least the weather is cooperating even as Fall will soon...
Jade Pandora
Catalina Island, California
Dear Geoffrey,
Yes, the postmark is confusing I’m sure. It’s been years, but I have taken the day boat across the channel over to Santa Catalina. To check on a number of areas of the island’s coastline from which several family members have requested in their wills that their ashes be scattered offshore by hired craft, and the vote fell to me. At least the weather is cooperating even as Fall will soon...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
738 reads
9 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
21st Sep 2018 1:58am
21st Sep 2018 1:58am
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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eswaller
Poem Published
20th Sep 2018 7:21pm
20th Sep 2018 7:21pm
To a Poet I Once Knew
September 20, 2018
Oakland, California
Dear D.,
I hope that this letter finds you well. I have been thinking of you lately as the sunsets remind me of our short time together. All I can think about is the first time we kissed as the city lights felt as if they were miles away. For that one moment my heart felt steady and I just knew that it belonged in your hands. Just as the better days were approaching after the hurricane, I found warm shelter within your embrace.
I am forever thankful as I swiped right on Tinder, even though I did not know your...
Oakland, California
Dear D.,
I hope that this letter finds you well. I have been thinking of you lately as the sunsets remind me of our short time together. All I can think about is the first time we kissed as the city lights felt as if they were miles away. For that one moment my heart felt steady and I just knew that it belonged in your hands. Just as the better days were approaching after the hurricane, I found warm shelter within your embrace.
I am forever thankful as I swiped right on Tinder, even though I did not know your...
#love
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter #RainerMariaRilke
#LifeAsAWriter #RainerMariaRilke
620 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th Sep 2018 1:55am
18th Sep 2018 1:55am
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
962 reads
4 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
9th Sep 2018 1:36am
9th Sep 2018 1:36am
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
1057 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
9th Sep 2018 1:29am
9th Sep 2018 1:29am
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
875 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2018 9:29pm
3rd Sep 2018 9:29pm
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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