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A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery.
...white-hot coruscating genius that more than once dipped its proverbial toes in the obscure.
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You get hungry as a seldom published author/poet/lyricist, so quit pedaling words and just enjoy the writing process. The bullshit ‘process’ of submitting is submission.



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How I see myself create…in the zone
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Writing

The beautiful mess made:
I had a lover's quarrel with the world - Robert Frost

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I'm sorry you got caught in the middle. - me

Neurodivergent poet

 
"Note: Poetry: life’s little interruptions amassing int..."
 

Best Poetry Collection Been more than I could imagine or expect here.
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You suffer, but you suffer brilliantly. Wow, what a great writer.*Heart*


And other people’s (reviewers) words…Review of "The Absence of Wavelength"
Your poetic muse is on fire! *Fire* Some great emotion, well-balance(d), lovely lyrical qualities -- even the ones that were written out of sadness or anger came through in a clever cadence…It's obvious you've put a lot of work into each entry and the totality of the blog has eye appeal. *Cool*

 
Published four times with one a literary journal, including… *PointRight*   "The Tender Core (Sedona)
I don’t submit—too much work with ADHD, OCD, low vision in condensate in mental prison of failing memory. I’ve seen a lot of smoldering and snow. Cynicism bred, work hard at openness and consideration.

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No specific aim going forward (2014)

 
What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.' Now I say: *Cool* *FacePalm* Now: I was such a whore.
 



             



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Who am I, you ask? My mirror knows that question, repeated daily.

Just trying to create a little buzz, not boost my ego
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September 6, 2022 at 4:42pm
September 6, 2022 at 4:42pm
#1037412
I.
the ocean came gently
Whispering, I love you
travell’d a long way
fear’d I might lose you

the last words dying
in the rolling ocean
like a single drop  “came”  miraculous

grateful to have last moments
part life and fear
entering into the afterlife

noiseless, patient
I mark’d a little promontory, isolated
Mark’d vacant, vast surrounding


II.
It launch’d forth unreeling
tirelessly speeding Noiseless
a spider on a rock small

It weaves a complex, beautiful web
pays close attention
completes its task

By the end importance clear
lines open-ended. its web
a metaphor for soul   but means
isn’t clear.


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Walt Whitman, From Poetry Analysis

Out of
the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
Whispering, I love you, before long I die,
I have
travell’d a long way merely to look on you to touch you,
For I could not die till I once look’d on you,
For I
fear’d I might afterward lose you.

In this lesser-known piece, Walt Whitman describes the last words of a narrator’s dying lover and his assurances they will find one another again in the rolling ocean. The poem begins with the speaker telling his reader that someone, like a single drop from the ocean, “came” to him. This is something that seems miraculous to the speaker. He is grateful to have found someone to spend his last moments with. He is part of the circle of life and death, and by the end of the poem, the fear associated with entering into the afterlife has dissipated.

A
noiseless, patient spider,
I mark’d, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated;
Mark’d how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;
Ever
unreeling them—ever tirelessly speeding them.

In ‘A
Noiseless Patient Spider,’ the speaker spends the poem watching a spider. It is on a rock overlooking the ocean. Although it is small, the impact on the area and the speaker is clear. It weaves a complex, beautiful web. The speaker pays close attention to how, string by string, the spider completes its task.

By the end of the poem, the larger importance of the text as a metaphor is made clear. The final lines conclude the poem, but they are very open-ended. He says that he sees the spider and its web as a metaphor for his soul, but what exactly he means by this isn’t clear.


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