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<blockquote data-quote="scent of cedar" data-source="post: 593318" data-attributes="member: 1721"><p>No one is listening. Now you may sing </p><p> the self-song.</p><p>As the bird does--not for territory</p><p> or dominance</p><p> but for self-enlargement.</p><p>Let something</p><p> come from nothing.</p><p></p><p>~ Stan Rice</p><p></p><p>*******************</p><p></p><p>Poetry, like consciousness...drops</p><p> the insignificant digits.</p><p></p><p>~ Bill Ransom</p><p>The Jesus Incident</p><p></p><p>******************</p><p></p><p>That which, deprived of daylight</p><p> worships in the night.</p><p></p><p>~ Bradshaw</p><p></p><p>****************************</p><p></p><p>There was a time, oh tender elf</p><p> when you were poetry, itself.</p><p></p><p>~ Bradshaw</p><p></p><p>********************</p><p></p><p>There was a time when you were not a slave. Remember that. You walked alone, full of laughter; you bathed bare-bellied. You say you have lost all recollection of it--remember. You know how to avoid meeting a bear on the track. You know the winter fear when you can hear the wolves gathering. But you can remain seated for hours in treetops to await morning. You say there are no words to describe this time; you say it does not exist. But remember. Make an effort to remember.</p><p></p><p>Or, failing that, invent.</p><p></p><p>~ Monique Wittig</p><p>Les Guerilleres</p><p></p><p>************************************************</p><p></p><p>Seboulissa, mother-goddess with one breast</p><p> eaten away by worms of sorrow and loss...</p><p> See me, now.</p><p>Your severed daughter</p><p> laughing our name into echo</p><p> all the world shall remember.</p><p></p><p>~ Audre Lourde</p><p></p><p>*********************************</p><p></p><p>Perhaps the phoenix cries</p><p> as it burns.</p><p></p><p>~ Charles Williams</p><p>Descent Into Hell</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="scent of cedar, post: 593318, member: 1721"] No one is listening. Now you may sing the self-song. As the bird does--not for territory or dominance but for self-enlargement. Let something come from nothing. ~ Stan Rice ******************* Poetry, like consciousness...drops the insignificant digits. ~ Bill Ransom The Jesus Incident ****************** That which, deprived of daylight worships in the night. ~ Bradshaw **************************** There was a time, oh tender elf when you were poetry, itself. ~ Bradshaw ******************** There was a time when you were not a slave. Remember that. You walked alone, full of laughter; you bathed bare-bellied. You say you have lost all recollection of it--remember. You know how to avoid meeting a bear on the track. You know the winter fear when you can hear the wolves gathering. But you can remain seated for hours in treetops to await morning. You say there are no words to describe this time; you say it does not exist. But remember. Make an effort to remember. Or, failing that, invent. ~ Monique Wittig Les Guerilleres ************************************************ Seboulissa, mother-goddess with one breast eaten away by worms of sorrow and loss... See me, now. Your severed daughter laughing our name into echo all the world shall remember. ~ Audre Lourde ********************************* Perhaps the phoenix cries as it burns. ~ Charles Williams Descent Into Hell [/QUOTE]
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