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Win or Lose: Sicilian septet
So often, when it comes to win or lose (or what we each define as either one) the pathways offered that we tend to choose reflect the adage “ends as it’s begun”. Could be the reason why we sing the … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blues, losing, poetic forms, septet, Sicilian verse forms, winning
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Sky and Water: sedoka
Why is the sky blue except from reflected water stretched between small bits of land? Why is water blue except its depths mirror skies above it, touching everything? 23 MAY 2017 © 2017, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.
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Tagged #BookofForms, connection, duality, Japanese verse forms, nature, poetic forms, sedoka, sky, water
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In Between: séadna
Perhaps there is no in between; it’s either pitch black or light. You inch forward or slip backwards, fight each turn of day to night imagining in fierce battle you will lose your coward’s mask. Believing in some great reward, … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, black and white, fighting, gray, illusion, Irish verse forms, poetic forms, séadna, winning
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Don’t Kill the Siren: sapphics
Now whose voice is singing out words of warning, as the low light, glittering, slowly fading, starts to flicker tenuously, letting darkness silently swallow other points now wavering on the shoreline? When those bridges crumble for their reasons, will they … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, accentual-syllabic meter, energy, Greek verse forms, light, lighthouse, poetic forms, Sirens, warning
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Colors Besides Black
There are some other colors besides black, I once said upon my exit from the goths; and yet, when all the world is shades of gray, where people tend to seek polarities, how many days are suited for pastels? For … Continue reading
Sailing to the Islands: rubai / rubaiyat
Across the western sea the islands gleam like jeweled notes that play, or so it seems, a wild and rugged song, steeped in romance and stories that delight the night with dreams. The winds, when they are willing, swirl in … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, Arabic verse forms, beaches, horizons, islands, poetic forms, ruba'i, rubaiyat, sailing, sea, sunrise, sunset, waves
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It Is Their Flag: roundelay
Almost in spite, some fools seem to keep trying. They seek a balance where mad chaos reigns; they fight for life, despite death’s constant sighing, giving their all for sake of what remains. It is their flag that in the … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, courage, English verse forms, John Dryden, perseverance, poetic forms, roundelay, sacrifice, struggle, war
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