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George J. Dance
Nov 20, 2021, 2:21:09 PM11/20/21
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Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
Ritual Memory, by Will Dockery
If these words of love
fell into bad timing
put them away
like a flower in a book.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2021/11/ritual-memory-will-dockery.html
Ritual Memory, by Will Dockery
If these words of love
fell into bad timing
put them away
like a flower in a book.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2021/11/ritual-memory-will-dockery.html
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Will Dockery
Nov 21, 2021, 2:40:55 AM11/21/21
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George J. Dance
Nov 21, 2021, 4:30:14 AM11/21/21
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I'm not sure about the formatting of the last part: would it look better if I rebroke it as 2-line stanzas to match the rest? That would mean putting the stanza break after "honest poem", which didn't read right. It now doesn't look right, but it reinforces the idea of not editing; so it's a tradeoff, and your decision.
General Zod
Nov 21, 2021, 5:46:34 PM11/21/21
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On Sunday, November 21, 2021 at 2:40:55 AM UTC-5, will.d...@gmail.com wrote:
Will Dockery
Nov 25, 2021, 11:35:07 AM11/25/21
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George J. Dance
Nov 27, 2021, 8:06:31 PM11/27/21
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(Now that I look at it, it's another poem we could have compressed into one page by cutting line breaks; but I had nothing to add there, so I wasn't looking at it that way at the time.)
General Zod
Nov 28, 2021, 5:46:58 PM11/28/21
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Terry Stomp
Nov 29, 2021, 5:51:07 PM11/29/21
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Will Dockery
Nov 30, 2021, 6:33:00 AM11/30/21
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Will Dockery
Dec 19, 2021, 1:42:14 PM12/19/21
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Will Dockery
Dec 19, 2021, 4:06:48 PM12/19/21
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On Saturday, November 20, 2021 at 2:21:09 PM UTC-5, George J. Dance wrote:
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https://poets.org/poem/valediction-forbidding-mourning
Any thoughts on this?
Terry Stomp
Dec 19, 2021, 5:30:04 PM12/19/21
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On Sunday, December 19, 2021 at 4:00:58 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
Quite interesting, worth of a stand alone at that:
A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"The breath goes now," and some say, "No,"
So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
Moving of the earth brings harms and fears,
Men reckon what it did and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.
Dull sublunary lovers' love
(Whose soul is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
Those things which elemented it.
But we, by a love so much refined
That our selves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss.
Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion.
Like gold to airy thinness beat.
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two:
Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if the other do;
And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.
Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like the other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.
--John Donne
On Saturday, November 20, 2021 at 2:20:32 PM UTC-5, George J. Dance wrote:
Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog: Ritual Memory, by Will Dockery If these words of love fell into bad timing put them away like a flower in a book. [...] https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2021/11/ritual-memory-will-dockery.html
George, my friend Pamela said that the poem reminds her of John Donne. https://poets.org/poem/valediction-forbidding-mourning Any thoughts on this?
Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog: Ritual Memory, by Will Dockery If these words of love fell into bad timing put them away like a flower in a book. [...] https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2021/11/ritual-memory-will-dockery.html
Quite interesting, worth of a stand alone at that:
A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"The breath goes now," and some say, "No,"
So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
Moving of the earth brings harms and fears,
Men reckon what it did and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.
Dull sublunary lovers' love
(Whose soul is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
Those things which elemented it.
But we, by a love so much refined
That our selves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss.
Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion.
Like gold to airy thinness beat.
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two:
Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if the other do;
And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.
Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like the other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.
--John Donne
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