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Skellig Micheal, Walden, and me |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn 
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It’s called “White Martyrdom” When a monk secludes himself, Often on an island, dead to all, save God And immerses himself in hardship Devotion and thought It was all the rage with 7th century clerics Thoreau too, had his martyrdom In a self-built cabin For two years and two months He led a pertinent life beside his beloved pond Before sojourning once more with the civilized But, I am ignoble and impertinent My own martyrdom Perched in a hutch on this strip of red river Is more gray than it is white I’m no longer seeking answers or insight I’m contented now, just to sit And measure the passage of time By noting the depth of dead things and dust Collecting on the windowsills Satisfied, to pour over the poetry of spiders Written in their complex calligraphy of silk Every verse, each word, shining and mutable Subject to change in the dimming of day While around me, the books of men wait in their rust |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
rust...on others it's patina, on me? It's an accusation. Go figger.  I understand m'yeti, the inclination...but I am happy to find your huge footprint here this morning: "By noting the depth of dead things and dust Collecting on the windowsills" I framed a dead lizard once.   |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Your martyrdom produces things like this.... Therefore it's gold, not gray. You're spinning gold out of that spider's web and the flecks of straw that followed you in, there by the door. Mine would be green I think....waiting on my internal desert island for space aliens to haul me outta here...... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
wranx Each man spins his web and also has his ebb. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
And yet? You share well your thoughts, most unlike some hermits who would find seclusion necessary for survival. Me? I like your spider's calligraphy.  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
and I in the dessert of of metroplis in standing room only contimplation exjoyed you wranxster |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Hey Ed: I really liked this stanza: Satisfied, to pour over the poetry of spiders Written in their complex calligraphy of silk True to your unique and admirable style of fresh imagery and metaphor. Very nice. -MVS You CAN make a difference, but first you should learn how: http://educate-yourself.org/intro.shtml |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
 for your thoughts, for the simple truthsthat are held securely within the web of complexity |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ed...You are a rich man!! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I ditto Martie's comment! You are a master peace... |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I’m no longer seeking answers or insight I’m contented now, just to sit I think you finally got life right myself! Nice reading you again. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Karen frames a lizard? LOL. Me? I'm thinking of framing this! (or you)  |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
occassionally a little wisp of draft comes and disturbs those lovely little piles of dust....everything is renewed every now and again... nice to see you |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Don't you see that inside of you everything breathes . . . You give life Eddie and THAT is something beyond this plane. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
'..Every verse, each word, shining and mutable Subject to change in the dimming of day' as are we all, unless we tie ourselves to rusted books,ideas and most importantly, days better forgotten |
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PouringJewels Member
since 2003-09-18
Posts 158Maryland |
Wipe away the old dust and note the depth of the new things to come because the spider is weaving a golden silk, exciting web. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
See my jaw dropping?!!! I adore your writing, Wranx! I am printing this one out; it fits where I am at right now. ....jo |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
wranx, I don't agree with Ratleader. I prefer your martyrdom to be wrapped in the mists of gray. It is a deeper, more serene colour than gold, and it is the colour of wisdom. Your poem is more than beautiful. I will be reading it many times. Thank you for enriching my life. - Owl |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
and you just sent me on a most lovely mad search in the British Isles then onto a cabin in the woods . . . |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
I missed this the first time around... but glad I stumbled across it tonight... Love this, Ed... "When the power of love overcomes the love |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
perfectly written, wranx. in some ways I envy you --throwing off the material needs and the traffic and the clatter of electronic noise and of people-chatter; it grows louder by the day. Corinne |
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majnu
since 2002-10-13
Posts 1088SF Bay Area |
usually i have some idea, but this time none. there is no solitude on the internet. i have done a retreat. 7 days without anyone to talk to except a tree is too much for me. -majnu |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
You have found a place to live deliberately, Just like H.D.T. I envy that choice and ability to do so... "I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." .....Henry D. Thoreau enjoyed the poem ____________ice ><> |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
good words, glad i stopped by, thanks for sharing My spirit will rise |
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