An old man saga

An old man’s saga

PRESENT

At dusk
when twilight falls
and dyes the sky
with stygian view, and turns
the blue and white
into an orange hue;
till the darkness declares,
the night’s feasts and fears.
(surely a teasing play of Nature,
where all feelings and fears of man
are figured like in a theatre)

PAST

This often travels me back in time,
when we used to sit or thrashing around
(in such state of frenzy)
sweetly we hymned
some loving rhymes.
and the licking breeze, gently caressing your reddened cheeks)
But don’t know how and when,
we got our hearts
cracked and coiled;
and had masked our smiles.
(who cut that string and
let our passion spoiled)

END

Now that
all those revelries had gone
that proved our flirting wrong,
(in these yawning hours,
sitting alone by the fire
and staring at the dying embers)
i find myself, only talk to myself,
and i wish
to resurrect the past
and wed again (my heart insane)
to those mirthful sights and strains…
(what else an old man can do
on such cold, misty eve)
nothing but echoes the past.

XK

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Author: xelam

The best contemporary poetry”, wrote TS Eliot, “can give us a feeling of excitement and a sense of fulfilment different from any sentiment aroused even by very much greater poetry of a past age. The twentieth-century poetry—its continuities and transformations—with an emphasis on how new poets have dealt with and radically changed poetic tradition. Modern poets have built upon and reacted to the profound legacy of Romanticism (both British and American)—its theories of the imagination, its conception of the poets role in art and society, its complicated struggle with the question of how mind, world and language interact, and its exploration of the status of art, especially textual art, in the world. Twentieth-century poets have grappled with how to make it new, This effort has entailed an even greater self-awareness about and thematization of the interplay between poetry and the world, and an acute self-consciousness about what Wallace Stevens calls the world of words we live in. Modem poetry (along with the fiction is marked by a constant struggle with the paradoxes of living in, with and through words. ( Quoted ) because Un INTELLECTUAL dice una cosa simple de una manera dura. Un ARTISTA dice una cosa difícil de una manera sencilla ... xelam kan

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