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Demystification
“Poetry, whose material is language, is perhaps the most human
of the arts, the one in which the end product remains closest to
the thought that inspired it.”--Hannah Arendt
American haiku has
the feel of leather chaps
in every line.
A prophet wandering
in only concrete canyons will
not be heard.
The homeless man
sleeping in my doorway has
found his sanctuary.
The dragon’s breath
can sear flesh, or it
could be sweet.
A samurai sword,
although it is usually decorative,
always cuts bone.
Frost on my
redwood deck railing shines like
King Solomon’s jewels.
My old tomcat,
Keezie Moto, loves to sleep
near my head.
The Fuji FinePix
S4500 captures my wondrous perceptions
with effortless grace.
All stone bridges
bear the weight without the
assistance of steel.
Washington State sports
a ring of fire within
four active volcanos.
There is beauty
found wherever patina leaves its
fabulous rusty footprints.
We are surrounded
by castle ruins as testament
to history’s folly.
I dream of
Scotland as if I had
lived there once.
I cherish poetry
the way misers covet their
piles of gold.
Jack Collum is
a pragmatic poet worshipping words
rather than syllables.
Glenn Buttkus
January 2013
Posted over on dVerse Poets FFA
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18 comments:
ha a treat...you traveled far afield in your topics....like them much man...each a little gem...There is beauty
found wherever patina leaves its
fabulous rusty footprints....truth...and i like the castle ruins one after as well...
good to see you man....you were missed...smiles.
nice...loved the one with the fuji and also the samurai sword...ha...beautiful danger...
I loved this one.
"I dream of
Scotland as if I had
lived there once."
Of course, living in Scotland, I would!
These are wonderful, Glenn. My favorite is:
Frost on my
redwood deck railing shines like
King Solomon’s jewels.
These are great! Especially the first three started off with a bang. Love the "leather chaps" metaphor!
Great work. To be coveted like gold, for sure!
Ha very charming - all endearing. The homeless one moved me but especially like the Scotland one! I can relate to that kind of dream - a nostalgia for that not really known. k.
so many little jewels shining here in this lovely ensemble of lunes. too many to choose a favorite.
I do believe I can vouch for some of those Fuji images...as fantastic as this string of wonderfully penned "lunes" (or should that be les lune?) I happened to LOVE every single one!
Well, you put rest to the idea that one shouldn't ask for more than a single lune! This offering has an amazing breadth of ideas and images, some of them provocatively self-referenial (on Collom, the American haiku). You've clearly underlined the flexibility of the form, and what is possible within its structure.
These are my favorites:
"The homeless man
sleeping in my doorway has
found his sanctuary."
"The dragon’s breath
can sear flesh, or it
could be sweet."
Wonderful work
Ah! My alleyway, my canyon, my Scottish castle, the pictures on our walls, our thoughts zooming by! What a fun response.
Love how you go back to old school.
quick yet full of those thoughts in the forefront of your mind...have to love the Scotland wish and live
Washington so feel that one..all a great read..
Quilted nuggets of life, excellent
This sums it up best
"I cherish poetry
the way misers covet their
piles of gold."
Excellent collection! I adore that first one.
Wow, Glenn! You really took to this form. Impressive collection of Lunes, each of which tells its own encapsulated tale.
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