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The death of a friend we barely know still leaves a gap in our lives.
https://www.notzen.net/2025/02/not-even-not-zen-388-only-work-friend.html
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Not Even Not Zen 388: Only a Work Friend
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Narcotic
We’re addicts, drunk on
pleasure, and misery, of
our isolation
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025
#haiku #senryu #poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity
Old Ways
The cold wind heard me,
in unhappy youth;
as I stood, alone,
because a child
who listened to the mountain,
followed clouds,
was too strange, too
different, to befriend.
In the winter's depth,
I prayed the wind
to enter me, to freeze
my heart to ice.
In that winter time, I ceased,
at last, to shiver pain.
And you, who sought me;
broke my ice with fire;
found the core
of conflagration, passion,
and of pain;
who loved it, back to flame –
are you surprised
there is a darkness,
still, that seeks to hide,
to bar itself
behind a frigid wall?
I have been, too long,
a shadow, sketched
on lonely stone. And, yet,
this is not me.
It is my coward mind,
pretending pride
for fear of wounds.
My greater self, my heart –
that does know love,
knows pain, and passion’s
fire – rejects
the winter's grasp,
and strains, to touch
the starlight
in your eyes.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025
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Hope Not Lost
Walk, now, with me, my love,
the ways we knew;
the paths of ancient fire
that bound our lives;
and know, though sickness, pain,
though life, itself,
conspires to take our joy,
we will not yield.
My hand is yours, to take,
and love may heal
a hurt that seems too deep
for flesh alone;
one day, the sky will smile,
the wind caress,
and sea surge passion's tides
to salve your heart.
Together, let's recall
our footsteps, on
the shore, and how the sea
kissed them away;
this day has pain to spare,
but, let our love
through darkness, bear you on,
to our, shared day.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025
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It's a weird poem about parenthood, I know.
https://www.notzen.net/2015/06/not-even-not-zen-7-secret-society.html
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Not Even Not Zen 7: Secret Society
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Black History Spotlight: The Short, Shining, Poetic Life Of Paul Laurence Dunbar
In his short yet prolific life, Dunbar used folk dialect to give voice and dignity to the experience of Black AmericansMinnita Daniel-Cox, University of Dayton (NewsOne)
Wintermorgen / Winter Morning
Rainer Maria Rilke
Der Wasserfall ist eingefroren,
die Dohlen hocken hart am Teich.
Mein schönes Lieb hat rote Ohren
und sinnt auf einen Schelmenstreich.
The waterfall is frozen,
the jackdaws are perched hard by the pond.
My beautiful love has red ears
and is thinking of a prank.
Die Sonne küßt uns. Traumverloren
schwimmt im Geäst ein Klang in Moll;
und wir gehn fürder, alle Poren
vom Kraftarom des Morgens voll.«
The sun kisses us. Lost in a dream
a sound in a minor key floats in the branches;
and we walk on, all pores
full of the morning's powerful flavour.
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"We have so much to learn from poetry about being more playful and exploratory in how we write alt text."
https://alt-text-as-poetry.net
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Alt Text as Poetry
Alt text is an essential part of web accessibility. It is often disregarded altogether or understood through the lens of compliance, as an unwelcome burden to be met with minimum effort.alt-text-as-poetry.net
Let me walk in peace,
Live life without ENDLESS rules.
Free. Thinking. Human.
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Os Lusíadas (1572), Canto V
Luís Vaz de Camões died #OTD in 1580. He wrote a considerable amount of lyrical poetry & drama but is best remembered for his epic work Os Lusíadas. His collection of poetry The Parnasum of Luís de Camões was lost during his life.
Books by Luís de Camões at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/1183
#books #literature #poetry
Books by Camões, Luís de (sorted by popularity)
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In the spiritual dimension,
one cannot produce a masterpiece
—until they become one.
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https://www.dailywisdomtexts.com/yahia_lababidi
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Don't do that.
https://www.newyorker.com/books/page-turner/the-struggle-to-unearth-the-worlds-first-author
It's always a little infuriating how slow bodies of discourse are to admit needed changes. In this case, the evidence in favor of Enheduanna seems awfully clear.
The Struggle to Unearth the World’s First Author | The New Yorker • https://www.newyorker.com/books/page-turner/the-struggle-to-unearth-the-worlds-first-author?utm_source=digg
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The Struggle to Unearth the World’s First Author
Elizabeth Winkler writes about Enheduanna, a priestess of ancient Mesopotamia, and an upcoming exhbition about her at New York’s Morgan Library & Museum titled “She Who Wrote: Enheduanna and Women of Mesopotamia.”Elizabeth Winkler (The New Yorker)
The Little Boy and the Old Man
Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the old man, "I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
The old man nodded, "So do I."
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.
By Shel Silverstein
#art #poetry #aging
🎨 Artwork: Hugo Gerhard Simberg
i Have Come To Know
i have known love
but only from the inside
from the inside, giving out
not even from the inside, looking out
for what I saw
was not love.
i thought it was
until a moment
when I saw what it was
was love, but
not the giving out kind
and then, i came to know
that some live without love
they do not need it
and that maybe all we ever do
is live with the need for love
we dream of it
that it is in front of us
it helps us sleep, until
we come to see
then it prevents us from sleep
Once, i came to know
then chose
that knowing
and breathing while knowing
requires neither believing
in things like trust
in not being hurt by it
in democracy or freedom
in being who I want
but it requires living who I want
regardless of all that may come
i have come to know, poetry in morning walks
15th February 2021, Geochang