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Tag Archives: Italian verse forms
The Same Street: rispetto
The difference is, he starts to say, between our diametric views, is in defining work and play: that one is waste, and one is use. That sets the tone for what must be, more than different reality, two separate worlds … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, disagreement, Italian verse forms, opinion, opposition, poetic forms, rispetto, worldview
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A Thing Gets Old: ottava rima
A thing gets old because it starts out young and in the spring has little or no care; of consequence and karma, yet unsprung in early life, it remains unaware. Perhaps in early August, comes a sign: an aching in … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged #BookofForms, aging, Italian verse forms, ottava rima, poetic forms, seasons, youth
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Don’t Worry, Be Happy: canzone
Canto I. Don’t Worry There is no cause for worry or alarm. The world will carry on despite your fears; true love will never languish in the arms of its emotions’ mirror once there found, though those who seek destruction … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, belief, canzone, daily poems, happiness, ignorance, illusion, Italian verse forms, worry
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What is Beauty: cancione
So what is beauty, really? As a requisite to love it seems far too subjective, just some desire’s beguiling design to snare a victim. So what is beauty, really? A figment caught by the eye (or nature-made to seem thus) … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, beauty, cancione, daily poems, illusion, Italian verse forms, love, poetic forms, senses, time
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Teach Your Children: canzone
Canto I. To educate for revolution’s sake requires a willingness for martyrdom, the sense to learn from every small mistake, and fortitude enough to take what comes when nay-saying begins; and start it will, the moment you step from the … Continue reading
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Tagged canto, canzone, education, Italian verse forms, poetic forms, pointlessness, revolution
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For Starlight: cancione
I cannot claim to know her; at best, I’ve mapped the surface: those little nooks and crannies that she feels like revealing. More knowledge would not help me; to understand more deeply, would take a lifetime’s effort and skills beyond my grasping. But what she deigns to show me, that small part I can handle, in just over a decade
has become sun- and moon-rise: my alpha and omega. There is no life without her, no breath, no flowing current; she is my one and only. Continue reading
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Tagged cancione, goddess, Italian verse forms, knowledge, longing, love, poetic forms, Starlight Dances
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Television: canzone
Canto I (The News): To watch the TV news is to discover that there is nothing new under the sun: a movie star found with a younger lover, convenience store held up by man with gun, insurgents kill more soldiers … Continue reading
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Tagged advertising, brainwashing, canzone, daily poems, Italian verse forms, mass media, poetic forms, television
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