Poetry: November 25, 2009 Issue [#3404]
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3. Letter from the Editor
4. Editor's Picks
5. A Word from Writing.Com
6. Ask & Answer
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About This Newsletter

This is poetry from the minds and the hearts of poets on Writing.Com. The poems I am going to be exposing throughout this newsletter are ones that I have found to be, very visual, mood setting and uniquely done. Stormy Lady Author Icon


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Letter from the editor


Echoes
by Emma Lazarus

Late-born and woman-souled I dare not hope,
The freshness of the elder lays, the might
Of manly, modern passion shall alight
Upon my Muse's lips, nor may I cope
(Who veiled and screened by womanhood must grope)
With the world's strong-armed warriors and recite
The dangers, wounds, and triumphs of the fight;
Twanging the full-stringed lyre through all its scope.
But if thou ever in some lake-floored cave
O'erbrowed by rocks, a wild voice wooed and heard,
Answering at once from heaven and earth and wave,
Lending elf-music to thy harshest word,
Misprize thou not these echoes that belong
To one in love with solitude and song.

Life and Art
by Emma Lazarus

Not while the fever of the blood is strong,
The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less
With passion than with tears, the Muse shall bless
The poet-sould to help and soothe with song.
Not then she bids his trembling lips express
The aching gladness, the voluptuous pain.
Life is his poem then; flesh, sense, and brain
One full-stringed lyre attuned to happiness.
But when the dream is done, the pulses fail,
The day's illusion, with the day's sun set,
He, lonely in the twilight, sees the pale
Divine Consoler, featured like Regret,
Enter and clasp his hand and kiss his brow.
Then his lips ope to sing--as mine do now.

Emma Lazarus was born on July 22, 1849. She was the fourth child Out of seven for Moses and Esther Lazarus. The Lazarus family was a wealthy family that lived in Union Square, New York. From her early childhood Emma’s father noticed his daughter’s talents and encouraged her to pursue them. By the time Emma was seventeen her father privately published her first book, Poems and Translation Written Between the Ages of Fourteen and Seventeen. This first book caught the eye of Ralph Waldo Emerson. The two became life long friends.

Emma was well schooled and spoke both German and French. Her writings reflected her school and her family’s strong Jewish beliefs. Her next publication was Admetus and Other Poems published in 1871.As a young woman, Emma fought for immigrants’ rights and was often very vocal with her opinions on the way many of them were treated when first coming to the United States. Emma’s next book Alide: An Episode of Goethe's Life was published in 18 74.

In the last ten years of her life Emma was well known for her volume of translations. She spoke at several events and travelled to Europe twice. Her first was just a visit staying only a short time in England and in France. Her second trip over seas was after her father died in March of 1885 and she stayed for over two years. Her book By the Waters of Babylon was published in 1887. In September of 1887 Emma returned to her home in New York. She was very ill. They suspect she had cancer and on November 19, 1887 Emma passed away. The last of her work was published in 1888 by two of her sisters The Poems of Emma Lazarus, I and II posthumously.

Sympathy
by Emma Lazarus

Therefore I dare reveal my private woe,
The secret blots of my imperfect heart,
Nor strive to shrink or swell mine own desert,
Nor beautify nor hide. For this I know,
That even as I am, thou also art.
Thou past heroic forms unmoved shalt go,
To pause and bide with me, to whisper low:
"Not I alone am weak, not I apart
Must suffer, struggle, conquer day by day.
Here is my very cross by strangers borne,
Here is my bosom-sin wherefrom I pray
Hourly deliverance--this my rose, my thorn.
This woman my soul's need can understand,
Stretching o'er silent gulfs her sister hand."



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Living in Shadows

In the dreary hallway, an eerie portrait hangs in sight,
sending shivers through my fingertips as I start to write.
Page after page I struggle to indulge the words that flow,
inner core to paper – reflect life and evermore.

I go in search of wisdom amongst tattered ancient tomes.
On faded, brittle paper are etched the words of this poem
"Take no more and nothing less.
Life is like a game of chess."
These are words I've never heard
but of this I'm not assured.

I live behind cracked windows which distort the light.
Simple things like wisdom hide in webs in my mind.


Copyright © October 29, 2009 by Karen M. Crump


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2) The words can be in any order and anywhere throughout the poem and can be any form of the word.

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