tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post2858544223777099620..comments2023-10-14T09:31:41.455-04:00Comments on Metanoetic Poetics: A propos of several cliches, two allusions, and self-deceptionAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-17597395356349376822012-06-19T11:37:14.236-04:002012-06-19T11:37:14.236-04:00This write has a very powerful ending, words are s...This write has a very powerful ending, words are simply words until we make them real and that is what this write archives at the final stanza....Gavriel Navarrohttp://www.gavrielnavarro.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-42320249651394175532012-06-19T04:27:06.254-04:002012-06-19T04:27:06.254-04:00beautifully woven ... my favorite is
"the p...beautifully woven ... my favorite is <br /><br />"the pulse to feel earth's groan,<br /><br />the ache to breed and explode<br /><br />in leaf and stalk, pistil and stamen,<br /><br />unending bulge and throb<br /><br />of desire for fullness,<br /><br />anything to fill the hole."Kennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08136029019019194747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-78476222988202238152012-06-19T00:07:09.753-04:002012-06-19T00:07:09.753-04:00A meaningful search for spiritual self with a fina...A meaningful search for spiritual self with a final ressurection of it in that last hopeful stanza. Beautiful work, Chazzy :))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-36392004353133194682012-06-18T11:19:53.934-04:002012-06-18T11:19:53.934-04:00your poem, charles, is truly "a joy-filled pr...your poem, charles, is truly "a joy-filled prayer...for all I was, am, and will be" -<br /><br />and i've always thought joyce liked thinking he was an atheist, more than actually being one ;-)adanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00710750989853277203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-63485201341248329262012-06-18T00:08:26.123-04:002012-06-18T00:08:26.123-04:00Chaz, I am a practicing follower of Jesus and I se...Chaz, I am a practicing follower of Jesus and I see no conflict in your poem and Joyce's work. Both are filled with love, and that's the only quality that matters in life. "The chatter of an unquiet self" is, for me, my mind ready to write once again! Peace to you, Chazinator, and I love this write. Amy<br />http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/06/17/far-away-from-home-exile/Sharp Little Pencilhttp://sharplittlepencil.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-42850379642842513902012-06-17T22:51:50.508-04:002012-06-17T22:51:50.508-04:00Lovely, gets to the heart of Portrait of the Artis...Lovely, gets to the heart of Portrait of the Artist. . . my favorite: <br />"whose carcass I am<br /><br />but am not."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-8656021060959459492012-06-17T21:46:48.394-04:002012-06-17T21:46:48.394-04:00First, I adore the title, and appreciated the inte...First, I adore the title, and appreciated the interweaving of allusions and personal insight that makes your work fascinating.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-26518985597519756002012-06-17T19:35:36.947-04:002012-06-17T19:35:36.947-04:00This is good, very good, and I love the depth of f...This is good, very good, and I love the depth of faith that goes to the darkness and is willing to come back to the light, as faint as it is, because it is light. Well done! Glad you brought this one out to share.Mystic_Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00099062213372011260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-75293264094861080582012-06-17T18:26:32.390-04:002012-06-17T18:26:32.390-04:00I don't think so, but I will see. Thank you fo...I don't think so, but I will see. Thank you for peeking in again.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-17331918323882265332012-06-17T17:17:37.980-04:002012-06-17T17:17:37.980-04:00Very powerful-- especially love this:
the stray ...Very powerful-- especially love this: <br /><br />the stray goose honks<br /><br />weakly and in despair<br /><br />on its way north. What I hear<br /><br />in the hollow between its<br /><br />sound and my ear<br /><br />is just a world that words<br /><br />capture in their net...<br /><br />You have a great lattice of emotion here-- perhaps you'll want to work additional imagery in at someJenne' R. Andrews https://www.blogger.com/profile/15744946229300234443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-12060117140851882942012-06-17T10:44:02.496-04:002012-06-17T10:44:02.496-04:00Spirituality and religion are not topics I have di...Spirituality and religion are not topics I have directly explored yet through my poetry so I am glad you were able to take me on that journey today... and it really felt like a journey.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-4363157188479029952012-06-17T09:09:59.060-04:002012-06-17T09:09:59.060-04:00Clever in all its phases and layers. With an optim...Clever in all its phases and layers. With an optimist's outcome. As clever as your brilliant comments are, which I read all over the place. [I secretly crowned you King of the Commenters.]Janine Bolléehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09857073674960699155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-42906296536700226012012-06-17T00:48:10.161-04:002012-06-17T00:48:10.161-04:00The moment when dead eye blinks once and goes out ...The moment when dead eye blinks once and goes out in light is what counts and hopefully with a smile that says"Oh,that's what it was":) A very personal poem that I can relate to.Cressida de Novahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00169216942864690995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-2018953392157078162012-06-16T23:27:36.796-04:002012-06-16T23:27:36.796-04:00The way you weave nature throughout in such a pers...The way you weave nature throughout in such a personal way really resonates with me, Charles, creatively rendered. :)Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-57696871650970512492012-06-16T21:25:13.526-04:002012-06-16T21:25:13.526-04:00Your words are rich like the dream and spiritually...Your words are rich like the dream and spiritually uplifting with a joy filled prayer ~ Fine writing Charles ~Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-75902022975875918012012-06-16T21:03:20.678-04:002012-06-16T21:03:20.678-04:00I get a sense it's a moment of contemplation.....I get a sense it's a moment of contemplation...that whole what does it all mean, and wanting to get at that meaning and when you think you've got it...it disappears or it's always just out of reach. It's a constant battle for a sense of equilibrium. I much enjoyed the exploration!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-51313216262595417092012-06-16T20:19:41.941-04:002012-06-16T20:19:41.941-04:00When I look at the world with poetry in mind...I h...When I look at the world with poetry in mind...I have all the companionship I need in the words. This is a journey that resonates with the reader, as so many directions can be taken...one I'll return to that will present me with a different adventure, depending on my own frame of mind. As always, the presentation, the pacing, the wicked flow...all bloody addictive!Tashtoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15847190224960829574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-39870575842634910142012-06-16T19:59:57.523-04:002012-06-16T19:59:57.523-04:00The burden of being human, like being the lost and...The burden of being human, like being the lost and astray goose, is almost too much to bear at times, the rush to live, the words that net but somehow kill what they catch, the constant endings of things one wants to continue, or continuance of what one wishes would end--all that sense of being an object void of control yet expected to control is here, only said in compelling and original ways--Ihedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-40638410091577426742012-06-16T19:03:13.878-04:002012-06-16T19:03:13.878-04:00Sorry, I had to reply to someone's comment in ...Sorry, I had to reply to someone's comment in order to be able to comment at all... ;) Really meaningful. I relate to this search of something that fills the hole... And this is particularly beautiful:<br />"...mere poetry / rooting sentiment / in the chatter of an unquiet self." Ah, that chatter, I know it well enough. I've been looking for something to root myself, and it Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-20395113116263217732012-06-16T16:55:58.263-04:002012-06-16T16:55:58.263-04:00As I'm ruminating on where I want to take this...As I'm ruminating on where I want to take this post, the sense of spiritual exile is where I find myself drifting. You've expressed the tension so perfectly, Chaz...can I just borrow yours? :0) The 3rd stanza, especially, resonates for me.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-30908648656941074482012-06-16T16:52:54.032-04:002012-06-16T16:52:54.032-04:00This is fabulous, really liked it.This is fabulous, really liked it.David Francis Barkerhttp://francisbarkerart.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-22768298539196786972012-06-16T16:46:19.727-04:002012-06-16T16:46:19.727-04:00This all really comes down to what we see as our p...This all really comes down to what we see as our perception of 'true', doesn't it? <br />We've had the wool pulled over our eyes by organised religion of all main faiths for the past 2,000 years. Loved the imagery and flow through all of this and, your free thinking too.Daydreamertoohttp://daydreamertoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-9885776346990672702012-06-16T16:01:13.353-04:002012-06-16T16:01:13.353-04:00dang...this is awesome charles....
the now that el...dang...this is awesome charles....<br />the now that eludes saying<br />and whose trace<br />I once believed I could track<br />like deer to a wilderness lake<br />the stanza on paul rolling into sex, ha...like that too...i am glad for the relief from the measuring of self at the end and thankfulness that you engender...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-47778896925704756212012-06-16T15:33:53.173-04:002012-06-16T15:33:53.173-04:00Well this is beautiful. (And I tried not to stres...Well this is beautiful. (And I tried not to stress Joyce's issues with religion, which I think in Ireland, were issues with hierarchy and certain types of grandiosity as much as anything else.) <br /><br />But the way you bring in the goose and the true north at the beginning is so lovely - and still with the meat and bone later and the rebirth/but also not at the end, being born to a true Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-9789080623836552712012-06-16T15:28:02.792-04:002012-06-16T15:28:02.792-04:00this reads like a journey to the self...the captur...this reads like a journey to the self...the capture of what's outside meets the inside and then goes somewhere new, from childhood to death and in all that places in between that we see or feel or sense...a fascinating write charlesClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.com