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[you think the world come to a head overlaps this vagueness every time you meet salt water and there is nothing there that moves]
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Arkava

wonderful.

i've gone over and over your line, your poem:


[you think the world come to a head overlaps this vagueness every time you meet salt water and there is nothing there that moves]



i found the same meditation in those Wallace Stevens poems about the blackbirds, especially these three excerpts:


 

I

Among twenty snowy mountains,

The only moving thing

Was the eye of the blackbird.

 

V

I do not know which to prefer,

The beauty of inflections

Or the beauty of innuendoes,

The blackbird whistling

Or just after.

 

XII

It was evening all afternoon.

It was snowing

And it was going to snow.

The blackbird sat

In the cedar-limbs.




bernie





---
Fall

Bob Grenier: the leaves / falling / out of the / water by the / table
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The title has been deleted so I'm wondering
if the poem was as well? Is the poem the lines
in the brackets?
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Hi Arka,

This is so ephemeral, mon ami. I can almost catch it. "It" being what? Not so much meaning but a moment of perception, a certain tenuous/tentative experience?

For some reason I think of Rumi:

Plunge, plunge into the vast ocean of consciousness,
Let the drop of water that is you
Become a hundred mighty seas.
 
But do not think that the drop alone
Becomes the ocean.
The ocean too becomes the drop.

But that might be because the poem, in its slender presentation, is acting like Rorshach test.
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guys, been feeling a bit quiet lately. hence the long radio silence. sorry for responding so late to your comments.

bernie,thanks for the generous read and for the stevens. btw love the grenier quote in your signature as well. i was not very sure about my own poem. but now when i read it again it looks very much like what i wanted it to be. so i guess that's cool. i mean it's weak for a one line poem i guess, on some levels--like "meet salt water. i wonder wwhether tht's weak or not. anyway i am off to meet salt water for real this april/may. the seaside. this old city. puri. there's also this sun temple (konark) there.

arka
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hey ineese, yeah tht's the poem. i am still not sure about meeting salt water but the rest. yeah i mean there's not much but that's the poem.

arka
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Kat, funny thing happened rt now. i downloaded kandinsky's "pt and line to plane"
and opened it on the kindle. file size 8 mb. but 224 blank pgs !!! now tht's what i call abstraction. lol. reworking the master.

a moment of perception--tht beautifully captures tht buddhist thing abt you knoow depndent origination etc. sometimes (and forgive the detour here) these days i am close to dropping off and suddenly i can't feel my left sarm etc. like i am touching my face with my left hand in the dark but it's like they are two separate things. i don't know whether it's a nervous disorder or plain stress. but it's a very scary sensation scary and otherworldly almost. dissociative. the ocean becomes the drop. what if the drop feels it? will tht destroy it? we can only guess. thank you for the excellent read and for the poem

arka

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Katlin wrote:

Hi Arka,

This is so ephemeral, mon ami. I can almost catch it. "It" being what? Not so much meaning but a moment of perception, a certain tenuous/tentative experience?

For some reason I think of Rumi:

Plunge, plunge into the vast ocean of consciousness,
Let the drop of water that is you
Become a hundred mighty seas.
 
But do not think that the drop alone
Becomes the ocean.
The ocean too becomes the drop.

But that might be because the poem, in its slender presentation, is acting like Rorshach test.



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I would nominate this poem for the IBPC thing and it would lose. And I would nominate it again. How you see, Arka, is special.

Tere
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very deeply philosophical arkava! you have the buddha in you!
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tere,

honored in a very real sense my friend. i can see you writing to me across a clear expanse. not too many signboards there. how many of us are there? not many.

yours in poetry,
arka
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queenfisher wrote:

very deeply philosophical arkava! you have the buddha in you!



my dad's name is amitabha. for real!! ... emoticon
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