A Grief Earned, Upon A Lover Leaving, Elegiac Intonations - Beginning & Ending With Lines From Shelley Poem by Warren Falcon

A Grief Earned, Upon A Lover Leaving, Elegiac Intonations - Beginning & Ending With Lines From Shelley



for Vajra, after Krsna

1
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.


2
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.


3
With heart will I to Guatemala go,

there a Mayan lover do some good,

to active volcanoes,

deepest lake

with creatures strange -

axolotls,

pink,

delicate,


and one fountain send
where I need to go -


there, continually letting

go the hollows, release

the following tread

and the after-flow.


Feeling grief's all,

I follow to where all is fled.

* * *

Lines from Percy Bysshe Shelley's elegy upon the death of John Keats, 'Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats, Author of Endymion, Hyperion, etc'

- 1 Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind - from Stanza 51

- 2 and one fountain send where I need to go - from Stanza 52

- 3 follow to where all is fled - from Stanza 52

Sunday, June 24, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: grief
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mark Normand 29 July 2012

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.

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