poetry thread

[Cloud9]

Hey Den Buck

Dank U for the Info
That was the Album I was looking for
Now its easier to find it cuz I lost the title & performer of that Beautiful Album
Hope I can find it somewhere

Zea

[Bucky Ramone]

</font><blockquote><font>quote:</font><table><tr><td><table><tr><td>Originally posted by Half-Man:
<strong>I will keep a watch for Hanlo and start by checking this site, http://www.iusb.edu/ceilidh/kas02.

Do either of you have the translation for the word? I love imagisitic poetry that provides just as sound of a meaning by its view and symbolism as its literal meaing and form.</strong></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></blockquote>"Tjielp" is just a fonetic version of the sound of one of the most common birds in Holland (the house sparrow)

Hanlo was a great poet, probably best known for this poem (please don’t ask for a translation…):

OOTE

Oote oote oote
Boe
Oote oote
Oote oote oote boe
Oe oe
Oe oe oote oote oote
A
A a a
Oote a a a
Oote oe oe
Oe oe oe
Oe oe oe oe oe
Oe oe oe oe oe
Oe oe oe oe oe oe oe
Oe oe oe etc.
Oote oote oote
Eh eh euh
Euh euh etc.
Oote oote oote boe
etc.
etc. etc.
Hoe boe boe boe
Hoe boe boe boe
B boe
Boe oe oe
Oe oe (etc.)
Oe oe oe oe
etc.
Eh eh euh euh euh
Oo-eh oo-eh o-eh eh eh eh
Ah ach ah ach ach ah a a
Oh ohh ohh hh hhh (etc.)
Hhd d d
Hdd
D d d d da
D dda d dda da
D da d da d da d da d da da
da
Da da demband
Demband demband dembrand dembrandt
Dembrandt Dembrandt Dembrandt
Doe d doe d doe dda doe
Da do do do da do do do
Do do da do deu d
Do do do deu deu doe deu deu
Deu deu deu da dd deu
Deu deu deu deu

Kneu kneu kneu kneu ote kneu eur
Kneu kneu ote kneu eur
Kneu ote ote ote ote ote
Ote ote ote
Ote ote
Boe
Oote oote oote boe
Oote oote boe oote oote boe

You can find a quite good (albeit in Dutch) Hanlo website here

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[img]http://home.hccnet.nl/j.driest/archief/image9746.jpg[/img]

The Sparrow

Chirp chirp – chirp chirp chirp
chirp chirp chirp- chirp chirp
chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp
chirp chirp chirp

Chirp
etc.
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Hey Half Man

Thats the translation of that poem
& a picture of the birdies <img>

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Hey Den Buck

Thanks for that site
& I ordered that Tom America cd 2day
So finally I have it again after so many years

Confused

<small>[ 03-29-2002, 06:40 AM: Message edited by: The Risen Lord ]</small>

[Cloud9]

Some Quotes from Half-Man

</font><blockquote><font>quote:</font><table><tr><td><table><tr><td> 01-26-02: Wonder if Spaceboy is still offering his great lines……. hmmmm (a cue maybe)</td></tr></table></td></tr></table></blockquote>Hey what "Famous Lines" u talking bout

</font><blockquote><font>quote:</font><table><tr><td><table><tr><td> 02-22-02: Am putting Spaceboy on notice here: Your efforts would be quite a treat. C’mon will ya? If you don’t want to, can you please say why?
</td></tr></table></td></tr></table></blockquote>Its hard for me to post here, especially in this forum cuz I think my english is too bad to make clear what I really mean

& sorry for the late response
Didnot really checked this topic
I know, I should be ashamed <img>

Confused but Someday I will Survive

Zea

[Halfman]

If you flip a coin and it lands on its edge, would you still spend it?

[Robert]

When I was happy?
The time with you was the last.
I got a picture of me and you,
it’s my favourite point of view.
But I’m just a mistake in your past.

I cut it open so you could watch me bleed.
Every happy thought and memory
I no longer need.

Your smile’s etched in my mind.
This pain should be no surprise.
Girls are made to leave me behind.

So now I’m out to find the secret place
where you keep the dreams you erase.
Holding on to my dreams.
Holding on to my heart.
It ain’t much, it’ll never be.
But I pray it is a start.

[rosa]

rosa likes.

[Bucky Ramone]

</font><blockquote><font>quote:</font><table><tr><td><table><tr><td>Originally posted by Half-Man:
<strong>P.S. would love to hear our NL friends critique this one good or bad.</strong></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></blockquote>It’s a good example of the work of one of the finest living Dutch poets/writers, I like it, good translation as well!!

For more Dutch poetry (including Campert, Hanlo and lots more, and with English translations) have a look at this page

[Halfman]

cold cold honor, what is it good for?

[rosa]

cathart I

I have magic rocks
no friends and few foes
albeit prickly only one who knows
crashing like a computer
spilled illiteracy
>>all over the blankets
devastated inside
like a snail, curl up inside my little shell
curved & vicious
soft & malicious
created crates
>>>>>just to deviate
Malcolm X headlock
hairpin bent but stays in place
trembling at intersections
glorified like the American flag
wrapped in colors like an American fag
showcase of pillars & small things
radiators ventilators
shadows seashells bring
soft icy rounded glass
charity can kiss my ass
dark sweet dreams
>>in dark sweet night
>letting it go without a fight
disdainful forever
regrettable never
cheap crusades fall before me
like Chinese suicide warriors

rosa

<small>[ 03-29-2002, 11:53 PM: Message edited by: rosa ]</small>

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A Poem by Will Oldham

– Untitled –

the smell of you has brought me back
the drug of kings my friends
elaine has my tobacco sack
around her swollen glands
elaine has shred it into strips
and set it lit to burning
and I passed out and rest my lips
on where elaine was looking
and to revive me from my spell
she had to bring some members
of family from father’s side
to keep the smoking embers
and through the songs she had them sing
I was re-educated
images were redefined
and I became elated
all the past was not a weight
it didn’t even matter
and out of heaven and elaine
boy I would take the latter

lady elaine can mend me like no woman can
with litanies and close-to-me’s
and tenderness of hand
and sure she cries and has her days
but still something about her
complements my many grooves

and I can’t live without her
no cannot live without lady elaine

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I posted this before on Hypnotized Lines
But I wanna post it here also cuz its a great poem
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The Risen Lord from D.H. Lawrence (Pansies, 1929)

The risen lord, the risen lord
Has risen in the flesh,
And treads the earth to feel the soil
Though his feet are still nesh.

The risen lord, the risen lord
Has opened his eyes afresh,
And sees strange looks on the faces of men
All held in leash.

And he says : I never have seen them before,
These people of flesh ;
These are no spirits caught and sore
In the physical mesh.

They are substance itself, that flows in thick
Flame of flesh forever travelling
Like the flame of a candle, slow and quick
Fluttering and softly unravelling.

It moves, it ripples, and all the time
It changes, and with it change
Moods, thoughts, desires, and deeds that chime
With the rippling fleshly change.

I never saw them, how they must soften
Themselves with oil and lard
Their guts with a certain fat, and often
Laugh, and laugh hard.

If they didn’t, if they did not soften
Themselves with oil and lard
Their guts with a certain fat, and often
Laugh, and laugh hard

They would not be men, and they must be men,
They are their own flesh. – I lay
In the tomb and was not ; I have risen again
To look the other way.

Lo ! I am flesh, and the blood that races
Is me in the narrows of my wrists.
Lo, I see fear in the twisted faces
Of men, they clench fear in their fists !

Lo ! on the other side of the grave
I have conquered the fear of death,
But the fear of life is still here ; I am brave
Yet I fear my own breath.

Now I must conquer the fear of life,
The knock of the blood in my wrists,
The breath that rushes through my nose, the strife
Of desires in the loins’ dark twists.

What do you want, wild loins ? and what
Do you want, warm heart ? and what
Wide eyes and wondering spirit ? – not
Death, no not death for your lot !

They ask, and they must be answered ; they
Are, and they shall, to the end.
Lo ! there is woman, and her way is a strange way,
I must follow also her trend.

I died, and death is neuter ; it speaks not, it gives
No answer; man rises again
With mouth and loins and needs, he lives
Again man among men.

So it is, so it will be, for ever and ever.
And still the great needs of men
Will clamour forth from the flesh, and never
Can denial deny them again.

[Halfman]

If Rodan could see me now…..

[rosa]

Well, seeing as we’re sharing other people’s poems, here is one that I love. Copyright 1999 by the estate of Tupac Shakur.

Untitled

Please wake me when I’m free
I cannot bear captivity
where my culture I’m told holds no significance
I’ll wither and die in ignorance
But my inner eye can c a race
who reigned as kings in another place
the green of trees were rich and full
and every man spoke of beautiful
men and women together as equals
War was gone because all was peaceful
But now like a nightmare I wake 2 c
that I live like a prisoner of poverty
Please wake me when I’m free
I cannot bear captivity
4 I would rather be stricken blind
than 2 live without expression of mind

[Robert]

How I wish I was a stranger,
not known
by all your friends.
Getting away from all
the questions
that have no end.

Please tell me
if you have a spare bed.
Need to stuff away the monsters
they can’t fit in my head.

How I’d love to be a stranger,
expectations wouldn’t
hunt me all day.
Sitting in a picture
with you
is where I wanna stay.

Please tell me
if you have a spare bed.
Need to stuff away the monsters
they can’t fit in my head.

Oh I wish I was the answer
to the troubles
you’ve had my dear.
But not being who
you need
has always been my fear.

Please tell me
that you have a spare bed.
Need to stuff away the monsters
they can’t fit in my head.

How I ache to be the answer
the one
you’re hoping for.
But I can only give
all that’s me
I have no more.

Please tell me
that you have a spare bed.
Need to stuff away the monsters
they can’t fit in my head

How I’d love for us to be
the ones
so that we could unite
all our hopes and fears.
And live forever,
together without fright.

So tell me
that you have a spare bed.
Need to stuff away the monsters
They can’t fit in my head.

<small>[ 04-07-2002, 01:53 PM: Message edited by: Robert ]</small>

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