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Apr 8 16, 00:34
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Ornate Oracle
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From: Bariloche, Argentine Patagonia
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Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
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PATAGONIA
I have known Patagonian summers, white noon of Austral solstice; valleys of poplars and apple-trees sleeping siestas between table-lands pencilled on a background of unreal sky. Cooing of pigeons in the hot air, a resonant mantle over all things.
I have known solitude impregnated with mysterious consonances on gray spaces of the steppes. I have sensed forms of timid creatures mimic grasslands, hiding from mortal eyes.
The beauty of the steppes endures, enigmatic, under gray-green fabrics God weaves over the land. Sovereign, Andean heights watch with sharp eyes of a condor the quietude of plateaus.
Sometimes, when I daydream of Patagonia, I hear moving melodies from her lakes and rivers. I picture pools of sacred water crying out for the devastated land, where winka sinks his teeth and spills Mapuche blood during dark centuries denied.
Notes:
Winka = Foreigner, white man, eventually liar. Mapuche = People of the Earth. Earth People. mapu = everything, all, cosmos, earth che = people
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Apr 8 16, 11:08
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So perfect. Like the truest book embossed with diamonds. You have climbed the mountain top and seen the pebbles crushed to sand, such is the movement of the land. Solstice impregnated is so spot on and poetic.
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Apr 9 16, 01:04
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Ornate Oracle
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Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
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Wow...I don't know what to say! Your comment is so poetical, I think you could thread the words into a poem. So glad you like it, Antony. I wrote this one a few years back. It's been published a couple of times, also in a Spanish version. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Hope you bring on some more poetry of your own. Things have become quiet. A shame. Syl
QUOTE (greenwich @ Apr 8 16, 13:08 ) So perfect. Like the truest book embossed with diamonds. You have climbed the mountain top and seen the pebbles crushed to sand, such is the movement of the land. Solstice impregnated is so spot on and poetic.
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Apr 9 16, 18:41
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What a stunning poem, Syl. I don't think I can offer anything on first read, but will return. This makes me want to reflect on my own childhood awhile. Perhaps I'll gain inspiration from this one.
Hugs Eira
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Apr 10 16, 23:07
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Ornate Oracle
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Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
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Glad you like it, Eisa. It would be nice to be inspired about your own childhood. Do bring on some new poem, I love the way you write.
I know you've got some troubles to deal with, but do return and nit a little when you feel like it. You always inspire me with your critiques.
I'll be away for a couple of days, as I'm going with my daughter Diana to a stunning mountain and lake resort about 300 kms. from here. We'll be staying at the house of a mutual friend, whom we haven't seen since out Buenos Aires days.
Hugs, Syl
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Apr 10 16, 23:14
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Ornate Oracle
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Hello Heather!
Great to see you around again. Do feel free to critique whatever you please. If you pause and think Hmmm...then there's surely a better way to write some of my lines. I'm never entirely satisfied with my work, but I expect that happens to most poets.
I'm looking forward to seeing some of your new poems, or if you have some oldies, bring 'em on as well!
Thanks for your encouraging comments, Syl
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Apr 11 16, 02:02
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Love the other worldly scope of this. The opening lines reminded me of Blade Runner when Rutger Hauer recounted his planetary visitations
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Apr 14 16, 01:45
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Ornate Oracle
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Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
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Thank you, Antony. I saw Blade Runner ages ago, so I don't recall much of it. It was not an easy movie to understand...at least for me. Maybe if I get the DVD I would enjoy it now. I appreciate your comment and will perhaps do some googling of Blade Runner, so as to understand your association. Syl
QUOTE (greenwich @ Apr 11 16, 04:02 ) Love the other worldly scope of this. The opening lines reminded me of Blade Runner when Rutger Hauer recounted his planetary visitations
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Apr 26 16, 14:53
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"A resonant mantle over all things" a beautiful phrase, and a lovely, resonating poem. The land is in your veins. I couldn't resist sharing one of mine I wrote in Colombia yours reminded me of:
Promise
Black under-soil cradles thriving plants; tree wings hover iridescent blooms, after star-riddled sleep, flow fire in hazy dawn.
Outside a bodega una chica Colombiana, deep black, shouts into the hustling steet air. Planted inside her ancestral magic grows richer than the soil. She offers sacrifice, fire of her birth.
Steamy inlets nourish acres of loam, lavish all present with harvest.
In shade roused by breeze, calloused hands cradle opulence.
Lovely place, these southern climes, Cheers, R
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