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A very encouraging comment. Thank you so ...<b>Mariana </b><br />A very encouraging comment. Thank you so much for it.<br /><br /> <b>Carl </b><br />It wasn't that awful. It was only later that I realised it for what it was.<br /><br /><b>Jim </b><br />I did not know that Lenin loved the <i>A-ppassionata</i>. Interesting that - though it does not surprise me greatly.<br /><br />No, you are not misreading. He spoke of blisters, but was never specific - but then he considered that by confining himself to same-sex sex he would avoid the hell of STDs. As he told it, he had not himself <i>picked up a dose</i>, but he had seen others who had, and therefore had vowed to himself never to get involved with women. He tried, I think with the best of intentions, to get me to do the same.<br /><br /><b>Jeanne </b><br />I do not believe for a moment that either of you are thick. But thanks for commenting.<br /><br /><b>JeannetteLS </b><br />I think you process poetry in the way it should be processed. It must begin with feeling for the reader as for the writer. Thank you for your comments.<br /><br /><b>Harlequin </b><br />Thank you. Much appreciated.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-52368900721239075892009-12-09T05:40:55.371+00:002009-12-09T05:40:55.371+00:00a moving tribute to passions, dark bright and fier...a moving tribute to passions, dark bright and fierce, that make life, music, poetics.... and wildness possible.Harlequinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04964772119118368322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-53660044896600064722009-12-08T20:39:32.477+00:002009-12-08T20:39:32.477+00:00I process poetry very simply, I think. I feel it a...I process poetry very simply, I think. I feel it and let those feelings rest with me--pain here, unutterable sadness, then just feeling that release, the joy at the end. Who said that joy cannot be experienced unless one has known intense pain? Anyway, This poem touched me inside where I live, so all I can say is beautiful, awful, thank you.JeannetteLShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13528285846408727632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-11792375326977891182009-12-08T19:13:31.856+00:002009-12-08T19:13:31.856+00:00The poem was fascinating, but, like Friko, I'm...The poem was fascinating, but, like Friko, I'm a bit thick, so I loved reading your commenters thoughts.Jeanne Estridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-43226588478127834762009-12-08T13:42:33.129+00:002009-12-08T13:42:33.129+00:00Good piece. I was struck by the image in the final...Good piece. I was struck by the image in the final two lines: 'flooded' suggests drowning – I'm not sure if it needs to be more explicit than that. Did you know Lenin loved the <i>Appassionata</i>? There's an Italy connection there if you want one.<br /><br />I see this as a poem about sex or am I misreading 'natural desire'? Blisters are not a common symptom of most STDs but they are of herpes. Is this why the 'devil was all women'? A young boy has gone to war, given way to passion and returned scarred in a way he might not have expected.<br /><br>Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-8909166759086448972009-12-08T12:29:17.322+00:002009-12-08T12:29:17.322+00:00I'm not so sure I could tap into that side. D...I'm not so sure I could tap into that side. Don't get me wrong some of the best poetry is about awful stuff and I am sure the writer feels better after getting it out.... Just not sure I am that brave.<br /><br />CSCarlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09751363280115223716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-56996864332306766632009-12-08T12:04:23.762+00:002009-12-08T12:04:23.762+00:00A very interesting post, very alluring text, myste...A very interesting post, very alluring text, mysterious, and dark, and at the same time hopefull. I think you are becoming a better poet.<br />take care<br />mMariana Sofferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13351209522681966230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-31412375290477126212009-12-08T09:18:35.796+00:002009-12-08T09:18:35.796+00:00Carl
All part of the same pattern, I suppose. Than...<b>Carl</b><br />All part of the same pattern, I suppose. Thanks.<br /><br /><b>Shadow </b><br />I'm not sure in what sense it is open to us to reject it. We don't have to communicate it, but can we reject it?<br /><br /><b>Raj </b><br />Hi and welcome. No objections at all.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-68750516258160871522009-12-07T16:00:34.747+00:002009-12-07T16:00:34.747+00:00it does outcast you from being an artist.
dave w...it does outcast you from being an artist. <br /><br />dave would you mind if i use the poem in my profile? not blog,just the profile. <br /><br />art is a very complicated thing to understand. its what shows you the world in one and doesnt allow you to see the beauty in another.Rajhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14521949812576502731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-61580142589618785172009-12-07T12:24:37.385+00:002009-12-07T12:24:37.385+00:00it is up to us, to decide, whether we want to indu...it is up to us, to decide, whether we want to indulge or reject the dark side...Shadowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05999801833389058410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-58216520731359005192009-12-07T12:11:00.796+00:002009-12-07T12:11:00.796+00:00You write both dark and light topics with such gra...You write both dark and light topics with such grace.<br /><br />CarlCarlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09751363280115223716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-82219052594555860392009-12-07T12:10:55.159+00:002009-12-07T12:10:55.159+00:00You write both dark and light topics with such gra...You write both dark and light topics with such grace.<br /><br />CarlCarlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09751363280115223716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-50166585110300953662009-12-07T11:14:09.760+00:002009-12-07T11:14:09.760+00:00Elisabeth
You have homed in on the lines upon whic...<b>Elisabeth</b><br />You have homed in on the lines upon which for me the poem turns. Many thanks for the generous remarks.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-17721047617404520822009-12-07T11:09:18.268+00:002009-12-07T11:09:18.268+00:00Cuban
Thanks for that, but definitely the death o...<b>Cuban </b><br />Thanks for that, but definitely the death of innocence.<br /><br /><b>Dick </b><br />Yes, I suppose he was a mentor - would be, at any rate - though I have not before seen him in that light. Interesting.<br /><br /><b>Derrick </b><br />The music persisted, the darkness went.<br /><br /><b>Diane </b><br />Yes, very wistful, looked at from a certain viewpoint - though I would not go back.<br /><br /><b>Weaver of Grass </b><br />Mmm, I had it in mind for a long time to write the poem, but couldn't bring myself to it. When I did write it, it came out in a rush. Maybe I should have thought longer and worked more on it. Maybe it will need a second version.<br /><br /><b>Tabor </b><br />Which confirms me in the above thought. Thanks for the frankness.<br /><br /><b>Linda </b><br />Not a family member, a neighbour who served in Italy during the war and saw many of his comrades fall victim to the local women.<br /><br /><b>Chef E </b><br />Welcome to my blog, and many thanks for the feedback. Much appreciated.<br /><br /><b>lakeviewer</b><br />Inevitable rather than necessary?<br /><br /><b>Tommaso </b><br />Yes, you were correct in what you felt.<br /><br /><b>Kass </b><br />I agree with you, it is a driving, determined piece - and it was my introduction to Beethoven. That and the Eroica.<br /><br /><b>Madame DeFarge </b><br />Thanks for that. The feeling strengthens that there will have to be another poem or another version.<br /><br /><b>Frikoo </b><br />I think you have it almost exactly. I don't know where you got the "thicko" from! Junk it!<br /><br /><b>Karen </b><br />What was it Larkin said? Something with the F word in it, I believe...<br /><br /><b>Momo Luna </b><br />Welcome to my blog and many thanks for your contribution. There was a sadness there, and guilt feelings that I'd accepted his gifts - in all good faith - but then disappointed him.<br /><br /><b>Rachel </b><br />It wasn't meant to be private, but some things are hard to dig out. As I've said, I may yet have another go. Thanks for your kind remarks.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-23381722097787723342009-12-07T09:36:18.654+00:002009-12-07T09:36:18.654+00:00For me, these words leap out: 'the evil was
t...For me, these words leap out: 'the evil was<br />the devil was all women - and even as he'd speak<br />they would be plotting for my downfall.'<br /><br />The switch from he to me, makes me think of 'mother'. <br /><br />Forgive me a gratuitously psychological reading. This is a powerful poem, Dave, and more so for its mystery.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-91539010598785419952009-12-07T04:45:27.731+00:002009-12-07T04:45:27.731+00:00I think there must be a private message in this po...I think there must be a private message in this poem because it is broken unlike the flowing narratives of many of your other pieces and I sense only you know what is in the gap. I like the mystery of it - that you haven't placed everything before the reader - that one has to work, and is rewarded for it.Rachel Fentonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10046917627054462214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-85660261149959467892009-12-07T01:19:18.521+00:002009-12-07T01:19:18.521+00:00I could not, not for him, not for the gifts he gav...<i>I could not, not for him, not for the gifts he gave,<br />nor yet for threats of greater darkness,<br />embrace his.</i> Intense and makes me sad.<br />Your poem is dark, but there's also beauty in darkness. Lots of images came up in my head reading your words. And again despite the freedom from the last line i still feel sad somehow. But that;s okay.Momo Luna S!gnalshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00170657311754852851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-84062086096581950102009-12-07T00:41:58.458+00:002009-12-07T00:41:58.458+00:00It makes me sad to think how the great power adult...It makes me sad to think how the great power adults wield over children can be misused.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-48336691021694214862009-12-06T23:41:06.524+00:002009-12-06T23:41:06.524+00:00As usual, I am the thicko;
he being a kind of Dr...As usual, I am the thicko; <br /><br />he being a kind of Dr Faustus, perhaps? the boy won't sell his soul for the gifts on offer?<br />Saved by the power of good as in sublime music?<br /><br />As I said, I am the thicko amongst your readers.Frikohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-16347910507767292262009-12-06T21:17:20.262+00:002009-12-06T21:17:20.262+00:00This comment has been removed by the author.Carlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09751363280115223716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-63317949643629406012009-12-06T20:36:19.293+00:002009-12-06T20:36:19.293+00:00Like others, I'd like to know more about the &...Like others, I'd like to know more about the 'he' in the poem. I like the break between the second and third verse - an interesting way to do it.Madame DeFargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08172239340844485940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-47511903084661929322009-12-06T18:55:10.592+00:002009-12-06T18:55:10.592+00:00How you worked 'hormone rush' into this p...How you worked 'hormone rush' into this poem and still made it mysteriously sensual is a marvel. Beethoven's Appassionata is a driving, determined piece for me. Now I will be hearing it my head all day.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-45947495172162320332009-12-06T18:43:31.836+00:002009-12-06T18:43:31.836+00:00I feel some past experience coming back with the f...I feel some past experience coming back with the force of the past wanting to speak.<br />I particularly enjoyed the frankness of the two conclusive lines.Tommaso Gervasuttihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17137499390434949734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508563923634392703.post-17981464797447342002009-12-06T18:08:55.979+00:002009-12-06T18:08:55.979+00:00Tasting of life involves lots of things. This is b...Tasting of life involves lots of things. This is both revealing and dark. Necessary evils?Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.com