Emeli Sandé Tonight https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/t2144 Runboard| Emeli Sandé Tonight en-us Thu, 28 Mar 2024 21:29:11 +0000 Thu, 28 Mar 2024 21:29:11 +0000 https://www.runboard.com/ rssfeeds_managingeditor@runboard.com (Runboard.com RSS feeds managing editor) rssfeeds_webmaster@runboard.com (Runboard.com RSS feeds webmaster) akBBS 60 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15376,from=rss#post15376https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15376,from=rss#post15376V--- love it when a reader tells me the lines they like....or, alas, don't like; but we are all here to learn, to get better. many thanks. QF--- glad you liked the last revision, i'm pushing back from the table, this meal consumed. but thanks for letting me know what you felt. bernie nondisclosed_email@example.com (Bernie01)Wed, 10 Apr 2013 03:04:26 +0000 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15374,from=rss#post15374https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15374,from=rss#post15374excellent revision bernie! hope somebody is nomming this!nondisclosed_email@example.com (queenfisher)Wed, 10 Apr 2013 02:02:21 +0000 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15200,from=rss#post15200https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15200,from=rss#post15200Came late to this so you have already revised! But you are quick that way. I like the almost choppy rhythms of this, the strong beat, I guess, which fits your subject matter. Invocation of Jesus (hurry up get closer) and the Gloria reference exalt this to a religious experience somehow. Love these lines: quote:Shimmer your vodka parasol. Drinking bird, lips like burning matches Very sensory and immediate. Thanks for posting. vkpnondisclosed_email@example.com (vkp)Wed, 27 Mar 2013 08:39:23 +0000 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15178,from=rss#post15178https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15178,from=rss#post15178K--- and oh lord, yet another migration for this poem---now more clearly about a disco and a narrator making moon eyes at a dancer. a more popular format. thanks for stopping by. very much appreciated your coments. ah, and that love that dare not speak its name: In one of her last poems, Sylvia Plath imagines the echoes of words rippling away like horses. They reappear as "words dry and riderless", indefatigable hooftaps" bernie nondisclosed_email@example.com (Bernie01)Mon, 25 Mar 2013 15:18:25 +0000 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15170,from=rss#post15170https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15170,from=rss#post15170Hi Bernie, Sorry it has taken me so long to get to this one. I've read the poem several times since you first posted it. It moves well and has a light, airy quality to it. I like the repetition of "I can hardly see" and "come closer" which act like urgent refrains in the poem. Two hiccups for me: 1) the use of "hippest talk" (I'm not sure the N would refer to the conversations that way): Colored bulbs and cellophane, hippest talk, hip hop dancing, 2) and the use of the English translation, which I don't think you need: Glória in excélsis Deo. Glory to God in the highest; HTH, Katnondisclosed_email@example.com (Katlin)Mon, 25 Mar 2013 11:36:28 +0000 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15102,from=rss#post15102https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15102,from=rss#post15102Tere--- bravely you jumped in. I am very grateful. Getting some idea of a certain penchant of yours, I looked up Sande. fine with me. i don't aim to mystify, baffle or defraud widows and orphans. a simple reverie will do me lots of good, a meditative awareness of a suffering for which we cannot find a name. a brokered sense of goodwill, happiness and humor. just reading about the many pornography trials (and years of imprisonment) of Samuel Ross, an early publisher of Joyce; the transcript of Oscar Wilde's trial---he would be jailed even as the Importance of Being Ernest was raking in big audiences in London's fasionable theater district. at any rate, a phrase---the love that dare not speak its name is a phrase from the poem "Two Loves" by Lord Alfred Douglas, published in 1894. It was mentioned at Oscar Wilde's gross indecency trial, and it is classically interpreted as a euphemism for homosexuality. not myself gay, but the phrase so perfectly states the private struggle that many of us feel for our personal demons---penchants. god love jealousy betrayal redemption forgiveness loneliness race caste class poverty incarceration illness parental love grief the platonic the nearly 1,000 forms of loss bitterness defeat forfeit nature awe thought near breaking just a few of the penchants who dare not speak its name. i stutter in my poms, shake, anxious to help. this current pom is a big change in style, not feeling. i was uncertain how this poem might strike others, but know that i feel the theme strongly. feeling a poem, i think, is different from meaning the poem is good or bad; i revised a bit since you first rolled on to the dance floor---i don't do drugs, either, but an individual reaching out for another so strongly, so blindly is an individual i want to support, to assist with a love that dare not speak its name. all, just to say, so pleased you found something speaking, however briefly and imperfectly, to one of your penchants. bernie   quote:Fall Bob Grenier the leaves falling out of the water by the table For Kathleen bernie quote:You are naked except for sunglasses. I resemble a Tour de France bike rider in my watertight scuba suit drifting to sleep; my face mask, the snorkel alert as a border guard. You begin to talk. Each word a wild strawberry gift wrapped for my sojourn unable to speak its name. nondisclosed_email@example.com (Bernie01)Mon, 18 Mar 2013 15:53:27 +0000 Re: Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15089,from=rss#post15089https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15089,from=rss#post15089Getting some idea of a certain penchant of yours, I looked up Sande. Poem works for me. Couplet stanzaics good. Repetitions effective as is the lyrical voice. I much like the poem's story-scene. I can see the place-setting.    "Come closer. I can hardly see in front of me." This is fine writing. Terenondisclosed_email@example.com (Terreson)Sat, 16 Mar 2013 18:56:18 +0000 Emeli Sandé Tonighthttps://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15077,from=rss#post15077https://bdelectablemnts.runboard.com/p15077,from=rss#post15077Revision #1 Le Show Raven eye looks straight at you; panther life, puma in the barrens of disco Metropole. Kleig light, carbon arc; stage paint lacquered on, scarlet lapel boutonniere; whim of eau de cologne. Spinning in my red shoes, satin pants, microphone; poetry I forget; words in foreign accent. Jacquard collage, faux waterfall; purple spray beads hair and dress. Shimmer your vodka parasol. Drinking bird, lips like burning matches; Corp de Ballet dancer. Too far away to hear, get closer. I hardly see in front of me, depeche Jesus come closer. Glória in excélsis Deo. Persian minature resting in Le Show case glass. j'adore. Original: Dressing for a spin at the new dance emporium. My deck work hypes the room, volume over our heads. A line of poetry I cannot forget. But I can’t get closer to you, come closer. I can hardly see in front of me, come closer. I’m spinning in my red shoes, satin pants and microphone. Colored bulbs and cellophane, hippest talk, hip hop dancing, waves of ecstatic glamour, mumbles to a depeche Jesus. Glória in excélsis Deo. Glory to God in the highest; But I can hardly see in front of me, come closer. Dancer with a snort on, one more hit and you’re gone. Change of breath, a blowing cigarette passed ‘round. Come closer. I can hardly see in front of me. lyrics written by the singer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=883yQqdOaLg Will you recognize me In those flashing lights? I try to keep my heart beat But I can't get it right Will you recognize me When I'm lying on my back? Somethings gone inside me And I can't get it back Oh heaven, oh heaven I wake with good intentions But the day, it always lasts too long Then I'm gone Oh heaven, oh heaven I wake with good intentions But the day, it always lasts too long [Repeat: x2] Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Will you recognize me When I'm stealing from a car You're not gonna like me I'm nothing like before Will you recognize me When I lose another friend Will you learn to leave me Or give me one more try again Oh heaven, oh heaven I wake with good intentions But the day, it always lasts too long Then I'm gone Oh heaven, oh heaven I wake with good intentions But the day, it always lasts too long [Repeat: x2] Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone [Repeat: x3] Oh heaven, oh heaven I wait with good intentions You say that you're away I try but always break 'Cause the day always lasts too long Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone [Repeat: x2] Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Then I'm gone Read bio notes: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emeli_Sand%C3%A9 nondisclosed_email@example.com (Bernie01)Fri, 15 Mar 2013 14:46:15 +0000