tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post8030704163449343316..comments2023-10-14T09:31:41.455-04:00Comments on Metanoetic Poetics: Santa Fe, 1979Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-41925798046800469872012-07-17T18:10:46.784-04:002012-07-17T18:10:46.784-04:00Wonderful write. Full of powerful images and words...Wonderful write. Full of powerful images and words.<br />Well done!Becky Sainhttp://bsain.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-36243876794852615132012-07-17T10:55:17.310-04:002012-07-17T10:55:17.310-04:00I wrote love’s necrosis
in morse code from the g...I wrote love’s necrosis <br /><br />in morse code from the grave - potent!<br />This hit close to home - in 79 I was a six year old living in Taos, surrounded by artists and drug culture, fascinated by the pueblo, living in a hovel on the mesa without running water or electricity, and trying to find love (of a more parental or familial variety but the longing was intense and spiritually driven).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-34557438669825463772012-07-16T11:12:49.109-04:002012-07-16T11:12:49.109-04:00Such great imagery here!
I wrote love’s necrosis...Such great imagery here!<br /><br /><br />I wrote love’s necrosis<br /><br />in morse code from the grave,<br /><br />love's half-shell. <br /><br />...and...<br /><br /><br />against the nothing where<br /><br />people turn into puppets filled with hair.<br /><br /><br />...wow!Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-39517826259558746452012-07-16T00:09:05.851-04:002012-07-16T00:09:05.851-04:00"I wrote love’s necrosis
in morse code from..."I wrote love’s necrosis <br /><br />in morse code from the grave, "<br /><br />Zowie. And then it kept getting better and better. Baudelaire would be pleased. Awesome stuff, sir. Thank you.dshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07616750784052488695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-55667073551214018472012-07-15T23:25:54.015-04:002012-07-15T23:25:54.015-04:00"love's half shell"--love that phras..."love's half shell"--love that phrase. Sante Fe stanza especially beautiful. . .certainly BaudelairesqueAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-81965378076641567872012-07-15T19:08:32.783-04:002012-07-15T19:08:32.783-04:00I always find pathos in that Baudelairean realm of...I always find pathos in that Baudelairean realm of excess, of a lostness profound and almost childlike despite its layers of sensual sophistication. This poem has both--the pathos and the childlike innocence buried cold beneath the path that leads ever downward. And of course, gorgeous language throughout, especially the close. Just a fine poem, Charles.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-7578979066006086052012-07-15T15:14:03.510-04:002012-07-15T15:14:03.510-04:00TY Aprille for your understanding comment. The poe...TY Aprille for your understanding comment. The poem is not really imitative stylistically of Baudelaire in any way. Prosodically, he was a French classicist, writing traditional forms and meters to such a high degree that he is considered perhaos the greatest French poet. I in no way would even consider tryingbto imitate him in any way in this regard. His genius is way beyond my humble abilities.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-38464845976822089822012-07-15T15:07:10.694-04:002012-07-15T15:07:10.694-04:00Mark, I really love your reading of this poem. In ...Mark, I really love your reading of this poem. In many ways, I see that time in my life as a waystation to a deeper awareness of my self. It's a signpost along the journey thru dissolution that I had to take to come to this much healthier place (spiritually, morally) where I am at now.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08784125345525784337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-4661416167102351392012-07-15T14:43:42.827-04:002012-07-15T14:43:42.827-04:00i sneak-peak read some of the comments first and a...i sneak-peak read some of the comments first and almost got scared off! ;-)<br /><br />yeah, powerful stuff charles, and this power-cuts of lines is in much of your work (you folks out there, don't let him fool you this is just 'cause of the french revolution ;-) )<br /><br />"the grave, <br /><br />love's half-shell."<br /><br />and<br /><br />"tremulous before the adanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00710750989853277203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-62331105240123067672012-07-15T13:13:52.994-04:002012-07-15T13:13:52.994-04:00this comes around in a circle. decay, from the gra...this comes around in a circle. decay, from the grave-then moving into the last stanza with death is in the ground. and all of the image-rich action in the middle. I enjoyed the intensity mixed with humility. ~janejane heweyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10089757266999986550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-23960413708786392362012-07-15T07:43:32.740-04:002012-07-15T07:43:32.740-04:00Awesome write, Charles! I love the emotion seethin...Awesome write, Charles! I love the emotion seething in this one. The second stanza could stand alone, and is incredibly vivid! Nice!Marbles in My Pockethttp://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/07/14/dumbfounded/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-49752800481512301262012-07-15T07:19:45.723-04:002012-07-15T07:19:45.723-04:00Quite a powerful piece of work here, love it.Quite a powerful piece of work here, love it.David Francis Barkerhttp://francisbakrerart.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-47869548029010434692012-07-15T07:13:26.755-04:002012-07-15T07:13:26.755-04:00This is stark and reminds me of my past, the past ...This is stark and reminds me of my past, the past I should probably hate--but don't, because from it came...... Well, you know. <br /><br />You used one of my favorite words here: arroyo. I always loved the sound and look of it. And then these lines, oh how amazing:<br /><br /><i>A whisper for release came from behind adobe walls<br /><br />like a woman's body waiting for touch. </i>Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-27635851460431207092012-07-15T06:10:19.389-04:002012-07-15T06:10:19.389-04:00Ugh, 'death is in the ground', chilling. ...Ugh, 'death is in the ground', chilling. Wonderful read Chaz.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-72379508855832344822012-07-15T04:23:53.198-04:002012-07-15T04:23:53.198-04:00I think Baudelaire would have loved this.
I enjoye...I think Baudelaire would have loved this.<br />I enjoyed:<br /><br />against the nothing where <br /><br />people turn into puppets filled with hair.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-59713808536735108342012-07-15T01:34:45.997-04:002012-07-15T01:34:45.997-04:00intense and achyintense and achylucychilihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06519163424062626658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-81991589704283211272012-07-14T23:30:29.602-04:002012-07-14T23:30:29.602-04:00Very nice write!Very nice write!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-3699308183652019772012-07-14T22:43:50.290-04:002012-07-14T22:43:50.290-04:00Powerful imagery!Powerful imagery!J Cosmo Newberyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04459976320205444628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-47429852382802263462012-07-14T22:02:07.093-04:002012-07-14T22:02:07.093-04:00“I once prayed at the Church of Despair.
You emb...“I once prayed at the Church of Despair. <br /><br />You embrace the indefinable there. <br /><br /><br />I love it...Day Dreamerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00328602663476265431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-40217363859654589052012-07-14T19:57:18.738-04:002012-07-14T19:57:18.738-04:00Impressive to write in the style of another poet, ...Impressive to write in the style of another poet, and a foreign language writer at that. I have to confess that I don't know the style of Baudelaire. [Ignorance in so many areas is hard to conceal.] So I can only form an opinion as on a self standing poem, and it seems overwhelmingly emotional while it unfolds its many facets. So far above and beyond my own capabilites, that I can only bow toJanine Bolléehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09857073674960699155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-16597926123176033252012-07-14T18:42:18.947-04:002012-07-14T18:42:18.947-04:00I understand where this narrator is coming from. T...I understand where this narrator is coming from. That tender hope at the end is also the possibility of salvation. I see in it a recognition of one's own sickness as well as the beginning at least of a recognition of others, concern for them, and recognizing others is a way out of the hole of self-sickness.Mark Kerstetterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13307987573435067415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-75779096280076695902012-07-14T18:34:57.284-04:002012-07-14T18:34:57.284-04:00There's so much that feels familiar in this, C...There's so much that feels familiar in this, Chaz...the imagery, the setting, and, above all, the mood. So glad you shared this.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2012/07/14/non-sequitur/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-18564631251208585212012-07-14T17:41:01.035-04:002012-07-14T17:41:01.035-04:00I specially like the opening lines...the finding l...I specially like the opening lines...the finding love in the end, a mystery, indefinable ~ Lovely share Charles ~Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-33491258581282513152012-07-14T17:06:21.562-04:002012-07-14T17:06:21.562-04:00It sounds as if this person hit rock bottom, and s...It sounds as if this person hit rock bottom, and sometimes I suppose, we have to truly hit rock bottom before we can put what's wrong deep within us, right.<br />Powerful, and yes, very beautifully intense.Daydreamertoohttp://daydreamertoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962841480087192036.post-18004908971061723282012-07-14T16:50:34.620-04:002012-07-14T16:50:34.620-04:00Mon semblable, mon frere! This definitely has the...Mon semblable, mon frere! This definitely has the necrotic touch of Baudelaire, and also that loop of passion that carries so much with it. So many beautiful and intense lines, as always. Wonderful. k.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com