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A Century Past

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Artur Hawkwing
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0 posted 09-20-99 12:47 AM       View Profile for Artur Hawkwing   Email Artur Hawkwing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Artur Hawkwing

A century past, Longfellow laid down his paper and pen,
to wish the world good-bye in his eternal slumber;
the words of power wove thoroughout that age
Poe, Raleigh, Whitman, Bronte, Rossetti in thought
saw an eternal summer, an eternal spring where flowering
were their thoughts, upon deep pools radiating light,
as they blended nature with reality, beauty with justice;
In my heart, I most envied Tennyson the past century,
his mythical and colorful verses, of the seashell spirling,
of the prestige he placed on the seashore;
they knew no bondage of mind, nor were their feet fettered,
for with thunderous run, with thought fleeting,
with sweet inspiration, rosy as the sun,
did once the winds blow on their hair as they thought;
shall I dream for this long-buried treasure, for sleight-of-hand?

I wish with unfathomable thirst, passion undying;
for beyond man's time I look, beyond cities of metal,
to elm tree leafy and spring sun red in mid-morning
where reality always had its part with nature;
a hilly view of the lands over the wind ever sweeping
in this fragile world, a slight delusion of today's world;
like a stain ran the rain as the maiden wept
in virtue, surrounded by warm summer rain long ago;
'tis belov'd Shakespeare, with diademed verse that stands
still as stone, mighty as cold creek thundering upon cypress falls,
hearken the music of the ages, o' why not?

Belov'd fabled poets with such exciting note wrote
what ceasinglessly did many a bard proud;
from mountain's height
into endless night
plunged their words, and consumed the deep
as the deep lit with the flames of Jove!
So tore the flames in the bottom
so hot, of such ire! roared the flames in the streaming sky
as cold stars rose and reflected in the branching river;
a' song of longing, how you break my heart!
Imagination shall never dry in my deep wells
for in there burns an eternal summer,
one longing and wishing to quook
as the silent winter of long ago once shook.

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*AH-Artur Hawkwing*

"Lest the starlight seize me in ecstasy,
mirrored in them are the centuries of thought."
© Copyright 1999 Artur Hawkwing - All Rights Reserved
hoot_owl_rn
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1 posted 09-20-1999 04:36 PM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Very Nicely written indeed Authur

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"In the depths of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer" ~Albert Camus
Artur Hawkwing
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2 posted 09-20-1999 06:31 PM       View Profile for Artur Hawkwing   Email Artur Hawkwing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Artur Hawkwing

Thank you
Isis
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3 posted 09-20-1999 07:03 PM       View Profile for Isis   Email Isis   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Isis's Home Page   View IP for Isis

Wonderful job Hawkwing! When will I be able to right like that, and leave my childish stuff behind?
Thanks for the inspiration!!!:

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Words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels.
~Isis~


Artur Hawkwing
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4 posted 09-20-1999 08:59 PM       View Profile for Artur Hawkwing   Email Artur Hawkwing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Artur Hawkwing

Isis: I believe that your poetry is not childish, but instead more like a psalm, or a sacred song, of the true feelings from the human heart. I used to write so many like what you are writing right now, so I know everything you've been writing about. Thanks for the inspiration, once again!!!

[edit] That talent is one that most people would long for! Don't lose it. [/edit]

[This message has been edited by Artur Hawkwing (edited 09-20-1999).]
Artur Hawkwing
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5 posted 09-20-1999 10:31 PM       View Profile for Artur Hawkwing   Email Artur Hawkwing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Artur Hawkwing

I won't let this piece back up too far! It simply took so, so much effort!

Please, any more comments?
Rand al'Thor
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6 posted 09-20-1999 11:53 PM       View Profile for Rand al'Thor   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Rand al'Thor's Home Page   View IP for Rand al'Thor

It would take a literary buff to recognize all of the names....

while I am looking for my English history book why don't you just mosey on up to the top?

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And then there was the lawyer that stepped into the cow manure and thought he was melting. . .
Michael
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7 posted 09-20-1999 11:54 PM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

Artur,
Your effort has paid great dividends. This is an extraordinary piece. It deserves to be recognized.

Michael
Paul Allen Lupien
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8 posted 09-21-1999 12:46 AM       View Profile for Paul Allen Lupien   Email Paul Allen Lupien   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Paul Allen Lupien

It is so very refreshing to have a different aspect of Passion (in this case,a literary one),so eloquentally presented.
I must admit to one question though...I have never seen the word "quook"!Please enlighten me-my dictionary has proven to be inadequate to so serve.

Keem em' comin' Artur...

PAL

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Artur Hawkwing
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9 posted 09-21-1999 02:05 AM       View Profile for Artur Hawkwing   Email Artur Hawkwing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Artur Hawkwing

Rand: Hey, Rand. I don't think of myself as a literary buff, but I have been obsessed with poetry for .. umm... quite a long time, so it gave me the opportunity to find poets with whom I am in due debt.

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII <---- the ladder

Michael: I respect the ladder you and Rand loaned me... I'm in both of your debts. Thank you for thinking this deserved even the tiniest drop of recognization.

Paul: 'quook' is the old past tense of quake. Like for example (in The Lays of Beleriand: The History of Middle-earth by Tolkien):

     Fingolfin like a shooting light
beneath a cloud, a stab of white,
sprang then aside, and Ringil drew
like ice that gleameth cold and blue,
his sword devised of elvish skill
to pierce the flesh with deadly chill.
With seven wounds it rent his foe,
and seven mighty cries of woe
rang in the mountains, and the earth quook,
and Angband's trembling armies shook.
..........................................

(I honestly admit that my rhyming with 'shook' and 'quook' at the end of my poem was only a random thought, although this shares a similar pattern.) Thanks for the great comments, and keep 'em coming! [edit] also, Geoffrey Chaucer writes archaic in its entirety..... he might be worth checking out! [/edit]

[This message has been edited by Artur Hawkwing (edited 09-21-1999).]
Michael
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10 posted 09-21-1999 02:29 AM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

Don't sweat the small stuff, Artur

And just for a voucher, I have a 1892 dictionary here where quook is indeed shown as the past tense of quake. I get in more trouble using all those wonderful words that ain't words anymore...what's this language coming too, anyway?

Michael
Artur Hawkwing
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11 posted 09-21-1999 02:20 PM       View Profile for Artur Hawkwing   Email Artur Hawkwing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Artur Hawkwing

Michael,

Hold on tight to the dictionary of archaic words. I am not sure what the language's coming to either, but linguists who create aren't exactly poets, if at all... I doubt it. When it comes to expression of words, I believe that archaic reigns when said aloud. Now, what do you think?

True, voucher true, point proved.

[This message has been edited by Artur Hawkwing (edited 09-21-1999).]
 
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