Dunc, of these so far, I liked the most Angels, and Compulsory Cat Poem. I enjoyed reading through your poems.
Regards,
Emilio
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Dunc, of these so far, I liked the most Angels, and Compulsory Cat Poem. I enjoyed reading through your poems.
Regards,
Emilio
Hydro, Emilio
My thanks for your gracious words.
Regards / Dunc
13 April 2010
DOWN THE DANUBE
aboard HMS Glowworm
Shit! Shit! Shit! I wasn’t born to be last;
but being last, how thoroughly I’m last -
the last Emperor of defeated Austria,
and not just the last King of Hungary,
but of Croatia, of Bohemia,
of Galicia and Lodomeria.
You feel shrunken after such a clout,
like waking to find you’re a child again,
all your grand uniforms three times too big;
as though with every exhalation
you were sighing your ancestors away.
When these clanking gunboats unload me
into the sour irrelevance of exile
and a thousand careful baulks preclude me
from any truck with my allies,
they trust I’ll resign myself to stillness,
and stare at the ocean till death calls.
Infinite unendurable leisure!
scribbles in journals, servants in patois,
dead books, the same, same fish recipes;
and through the long Madeira evenings
to the sweet, fat plunks of the braguesa
how I shall curse the ending of the day.
.
Last edited by Dunc; 04-13-2010 at 11:20 PM.
Really enjoyed 'Down the Danube.' My favourite couple of lines:
as though with every exhalation
you were sighing your ancestors away.
Dunc
all your grand uniforms three times too big;
as though with every exhalation
you were sighing your ancestors away.
Nice lines. For me, there is a very distinct, biting quality to your lines probably from all the T sounds and other hard ending sounds. An enjoyable read.
how I shall curse the ending of the day. Me, too!
Danielle
Hydro - Glad you liked Danube!
Danielle - Thanks for dropping by. Glad you enjoyed it too.
Regards / Dunc
14 April 2010
NOTES FROM BUCKETTY
The rock-footed bush reaches to the horizons,
yet when you look, its drab green mantle
in fact is textured by a slew of species
you could map on the sky, one per star.
The generalists mix around like footy crowds,
in every niche the specialist has a studio,
and at your feet, tiny-blossomed wildflowers
blink any colour at you but green.
Each leaf, I might say, is a curious riddle,
each spike and prickle a life lesson,
each bloom and seed a philosophy;
and you might reply, ‘Garn’.
Still, it’s thought good in Australia
to pretend to be as tough as the bush.
.
Last edited by Dunc; 04-18-2010 at 06:07 AM.
Dunc, I want to say that I think this year is your best Napo so far. I have enjoyed reading everyone of the poems you have posted. Excellent. Thanks, David.
Having a poem that starts Shit! Shit! Shit! should be compulsory. You are on a stormer Dunc. Thanks for the read.
Dunc!!!!! how goes it? from what I've read, it goes extremely well! great stuff here, especially liked #4's Children and Bannockburn - such excellent work there, but it's all good, really - your thread's a pleasure to read!
I like to paint images around empty spaces.
My Flickr Photos
Cheesecloth Moon (art, poetry,photography, some ranting, etc
egrobeck (my ArtFire shop)
Cookalas Pretty Things (my shop blog)
David - That's an encouraging thing to hear. Delighted you enjoyed it.
crow - Compulsory? All thirty poems?
cookie - Always nice when you drop in. And when you find something you like.
Your input's much appreciated, folks. Regards / Dunc
15 April 2010
SONG
Lightly step and brightly smile,
shine out like the sun.
We are here a little while;
shouldn't it be fun?
Poets are inclined to mewl
beauty won’t renew.
Ah, but note the selfsame rule
blots the ugly too.
Time who takes the one you love
also takes the hated.
His is an impartial shove:
everything is dated.
We are here a little while.
Lightly step and brightly smile.
.
And it's time for another one of these, too -
15 April 2010
TRADITIONAL POEM MARKING THE HALF-WAY POINT 2010
The brain that April quite destroys,
the wits the Muses starve,
account for why the poet joys
in doing things by halves.
.
Ha! 'Traditional Poem' made me laugh. Thanks for that.
Dunc, Dunc, Dunc,
Your latest poems make me want to get up and dance a jig! So suave, so sad, so singing. Love the opening of "Down the Danube," in fact love the body and the end too. The same fish recipes. That sticks. "Quarryman Teahouse" is rangingly imaginative, and "Notes from Bucketty" microscopically so. "Song" is words transformed into pure music. Great reads.
Jee