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Warren Falcon

Rookie - 239 Points (04/23/52 - xxxx / Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA)

A Grief Earned - An Ode Beginning & Ending With Lines From Shelley


Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind,
I have been taken up into grief, the strange
relief of clouds. Soon departed, I shall be
once again returned to disquieted prayer,
the proud monk to his rites rejoined
such are covers for disjointedness.

Adroit is the spoiled self touching only
late that of Other, of Beauty, Adonais
'dead then' when Mr. Shelley, once young,
now always, has clung 'moderne, 'as much
as, as soon as he can deny, spurn, return
a Vision 'toward the vital air.'

He has the advantage of an Eastern detachment.


I, meanwhile, to walls stick, to
sheets, this cup, full, cannot release.

I step, my foot remains to boards
stuck, must walk inwardly restrained,

halt, try to, misstep, the usual tread
of, with, my heart.



With heart will I to Guatemala go,
there a Mayan lover do some good,

to active volcanoes,

deepest lake

with creatures strange -

axelotls,

pink,

delicate,


and one fountain send where

I need to go -

there, continually letting

go the hollows, release the

tread that follows

and the after-flow.

Feeling grief's all,

I follow to where all is fled.

Submitted: Sunday, June 24, 2012
Edited: Sunday, December 07, 2014

Topic of this poem: grief


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  • Rookie - 9 Points Mark Normand (7/29/2012 10:54:00 AM)

    You have a unique style and a certain taste for subject matter that gives your writing a character unlike many who write poetry. It is well defined and not often emulated I am sure and I would be at a loss to say whose style you could be imitating. Not that I believe you are imitating anyone I am just saying that after reading several of your poems it would not be hard to recognize your style and know you wrote something after I read it. You write well and and have moved on from simply writing words to convey meaning, to writing that uses words to create art. Words that follow the full spectrum of color that are defined by emotions from happy to sad the same as they many colors from white to black. Nice job. (Report) Reply

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