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Jul 12, 2010
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To Recline Upon the Heavens
To Recline Upon the Heavens
As we consider the proper
circumstance for this glorious
retelling of such allegory
originally reserved for
secret societies within
the confines of arcane burrows,
I want to make absolutely
certain this tale will be believed.
Stupendously great events have
taken place in relation to
high minded ideals we find both
engaging and compelling and
yes, even a bit disruptive.
Make yourself suitably composed
and we shall define this mythos.
Known, of course, are inscrutable
elephants and the abiding
mastery they display every
year as, steadfast, they journey North,
South, East, and West searching in an
ocean of wild jungle and plain
until they discover that one
location where they might rest a
bit and start their meditation.
Laboriously they settle,
each inspecting their table for
enticing fare and sumptuous
delicacies that will stave the
siren calls of hunger as they
open their minds to the thoughts and
musings required to solve the
unsolvable and finally
capture the dreams that will foment
happiness, friendship, and comfort.
Does the significance of this
occasion impress you with the
importance of your place in the
design or do you view this as
effectively disposable;
similar to napkins made of
paper, used once and thrown away?
I cannot see your reaction.
So, we spoon feed the knowledge to
everyone in hopes that kindness,
that sweet milk of human nature,
has the grand opportunity
envisioned by these indulgent
masters of guileless reflection.
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Motivation and Focus.
This is a story told in tetrameter blank verse. It is an exercise whose meaning and focus I choose not to reveal as of yet but I will certainly entertain any ideas or questions. It will read like free verse since I do not look for a natural break in the conversation a the end of each line but I have painstakingly conformed to tetrameter. I will say, even more than is the norm, I used my dictionary and thesaurus heavily for this piece and would still be working on it and it would be even rougher had I not done so.
I've worked on this off-and-on for about a week. There are still issues, no doubt, one of which may be the title. I shall let it sit and see in a few days.
For reference, I consider titles integral to my writing. In this case I've gone through 5+ titles and may well go through another 5 more.
Comments and observations are welcome.
As we consider the proper
circumstance for this glorious
retelling of such allegory
originally reserved for
secret societies within
the confines of arcane burrows,
I want to make absolutely
certain this tale will be believed.
Stupendously great events have
taken place in relation to
high minded ideals we find both
engaging and compelling and
yes, even a bit disruptive.
Make yourself suitably composed
and we shall define this mythos.
Known, of course, are inscrutable
elephants and the abiding
mastery they display every
year as, steadfast, they journey North,
South, East, and West searching in an
ocean of wild jungle and plain
until they discover that one
location where they might rest a
bit and start their meditation.
Laboriously they settle,
each inspecting their table for
enticing fare and sumptuous
delicacies that will stave the
siren calls of hunger as they
open their minds to the thoughts and
musings required to solve the
unsolvable and finally
capture the dreams that will foment
happiness, friendship, and comfort.
Does the significance of this
occasion impress you with the
importance of your place in the
design or do you view this as
effectively disposable;
similar to napkins made of
paper, used once and thrown away?
I cannot see your reaction.
So, we spoon feed the knowledge to
everyone in hopes that kindness,
that sweet milk of human nature,
has the grand opportunity
envisioned by these indulgent
masters of guileless reflection.
----------------------------------------------------
Motivation and Focus.
This is a story told in tetrameter blank verse. It is an exercise whose meaning and focus I choose not to reveal as of yet but I will certainly entertain any ideas or questions. It will read like free verse since I do not look for a natural break in the conversation a the end of each line but I have painstakingly conformed to tetrameter. I will say, even more than is the norm, I used my dictionary and thesaurus heavily for this piece and would still be working on it and it would be even rougher had I not done so.
I've worked on this off-and-on for about a week. There are still issues, no doubt, one of which may be the title. I shall let it sit and see in a few days.
For reference, I consider titles integral to my writing. In this case I've gone through 5+ titles and may well go through another 5 more.
Comments and observations are welcome.
— Pugilist, Jul 12, 2010
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Critiques
Kailashana
15 years 11 months ago
I’d comment but I keep
Jonathan Moore
15 years 11 months ago
Anna,
Kailashana
15 years 11 months ago
Revisiting the scene of the
Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Jon
Professor Purple
15 years 11 months ago
I don't get it.
Jonathan Moore
15 years 11 months ago
Minor Modifications
Professor Purple
15 years 11 months ago
lol! Cool!