Tag: poetry
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I wonder why
Bedtime stories were always a treat for me when I was very young; they allowed my mind to travel to places and see things I had never encountered. But although they continued to be a source of fascination, as the months and years progressed, I began to think more about what I was being told. […]
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Imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown
The poet’s eye, in fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination. […]
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Is the thing translated still the thing?
When I was a student at University, translated Japanese Haiku poetry was all the rage; it seemed to capture the Zeitgeist of the generation to which I had been assigned. I was swept along with others by the simple nature images, but -much like the sonnet, I suppose- I failed to realize how highly structured […]
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Lying down in green pastures
I suppose I should admit something from the start: I’m not particularly religious, and I certainly do not have anything but the most superficial knowledge of Biblical writing. Still, I have come to appreciate the glory of metaphor and how it is able to transmute otherwise ineffable concepts into words. Feelings. Poetry, of course, aspires […]
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The Serpent’s Egg
We all see the world through our own experiences, paint it with our own colours, fly our own flags. They seem real to us –unique and even necessary to our identities. As if it’s enough to be simply what we wear; as if we are only what we’ve been taught to show. But sometimes we […]
musings on women's health 