She lives in a molten state
Spreading her ideas upon the urban landscape
Unafraid to express her persuasion
To be healed by mysterious caricatures
Surrounding her visions of a new world
A vivid testament
Of being more than just a moment of inspired motion
She survives on distant rooftops
And aspires to teach the streets
More than she is willing to know
Her voice of social revolution
Swells across the pages of her viable manuscripts
Pregnant with images
Of the ecosystem within her thoughts
Where the romance for far-reaching dreams
Desires to regroup in a forest of hopeful tomorrows
She gives birth to viable conclusions
Channeled to the outer world
Created solely for her own pleasure
And compromise
Searching for her shifting legacy
To solidify with a soulful kiss
I was cruising your list of poetry titles looking for something to grab me. This title seemed to reach right out, so here I am. After reading through it a few times, I find there's more revealed with each read. Wisdom and naiveté, acceptance and denial. A contradiction, but still an eerie clarity. Perhaps a woman who knows herself all too well.
Reviewed by Darcey Patil (Reader)
Reviewed on March 27, 2005
Dear Ace,
Pleasure and Compromise is surely summed up beautifully. I think you know how to fly my friend. You have wisdom beyond your years.
Happy Resurrection Sunday.
Goodness me... you sure have hummed up a storm here, Jude! Painting the portrait of such a karma chameleon has drawn a multiplicity of response that I would like to read it and take bites and snatches from all the reviews and spin them together to make white!! :)) Sorry to respond with thoughts from my own writing, but this whole page today so wonderfully demonstrates the power of the written word to be received in so many different ways... and for it to convey so many different suppositions about the voice that speaks it. I am pleased to say, of course, that this poem is absolutely average (!!): colourful, energetic, enigmatic and inspirational, as always. The verve of life hums down the wires here. TY Kate xx
Wow, I guess I read this differently than the rest, for I see her as a woman becoming flexible in her spirituality and spreading the seeds of her dreams, visions and illusions to bloom in the souls of any who hunger for her lead. Her ideals exceed her understanding but she is willing to grow as she flows into her new dimensions. It is a talented writer who allows the readers to identify enough with the subject that they interject pieces of their own life's experiences and of themselves into the heart of the verses to form their own message and meaning. Magnificent! Happy Easter, Robert.
Take care,
Sherry
Ace, this is one of those puzzlers that take several readings. We are all like new mountains, volcanic uprisings that morph, rise and fall and cycle again. We stand on solid ground and are made of matter, but are truly "spirits in a material world". I agree with Alexandra--In teaching, we solidify our own beleifs and understanding of ourselves. People can take what they please from it as sifted through their own understanding, just as they interpret everything that is read. Its relative to our experience. Hopefully, we can connect with our readers, for we all seek communion and a place of understanding. Even if its only a mirror of our own reflection...
A profound painting of the inner landscapes of an apparently singular individual. Dynamic both for the characterization you offer and for the spiritual colors and tones that seem to reveal themselves through your powerful poem.
Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2005
A very poignant and thought provoking write, Jude ... Wonderfully expressed ... Happy Easter :)
May be someone learning before coalescing then pondering upon that coalescence before realizing that it may metamorphose into a multi-winged spirit: one that spreads teachings, and simultaneously keeps learning from their echoes. A very interesting poetic study of what is a complex portrait, giving way to many interpretations and views.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2005
Wonderful profile of a very interesting person. The teacher within us can rarely learn as the student; yet, what we teach has great value. It is the reflections of what we draw towards us that helps us to become the student.
This does have a haunting feel. First off sounds like one confidant lady. It's good to reach out to others. But not for ones own gratification.
But such a persons qualitities, could do good, if channelled correctly.
Has the feel of a hybrid, of Lady MacBeth and Ophilea...
Another gem, Shaman. A psychic reading. What's this chick's phone number? I need to talk to her.
March 25, 10:20AM: Hiya, Jude. I came back to reread and noticed the tenor of comments. I confess when I first read the poem, my instinct was the woman was not a nice person, really. But I read it several times and concluded she sounds more like a wounded peson who has much to offer, but who struggles, as do we all. I also know from comments you've made to me that you make allowances for people. So, I thought, knowing Jude, he's probably not being unkind here.
I looked at your use of the word molten, her willingness to be healed by "mysterious caricatures," and the lines on which everyone seems to be hanging their hats, "aspires to teach the streets. More than she is willing to know." That could be anything from inner peace to humility to spiritual truth to the true passion of true love. It could even be "pleasure and compromise." Therefore, unless I'm positive about what you mean in those lines, to judge the person negatively that you've profiled here reveals more about me than it does her. It could be anyone with a powerful spirit and who is a writer. I can think of a number of female writers right here on the Den who fit this profile. I noted that she survives on distant rooftops. Well, that strikes me as someone similar to the male I profiled in "House Rules," a person protecting the self from being hurt by others. But then, she could just be snooty. LOL
As for mysterious caricatures surrounding her visions of a new world, that also could be anything from the person's misunderstanding of Jesus and the Apostles to looking for love in all the wrong places on the Internet.
And then there's the idea that she creates solely for her own pleasure. There are hosts of writers running about who write for themselves and really don't give a damn if anybody else even understands their work. They won't take critiques of their work and will tell you in heartbeat, "I write for myself. I write what I feel. Is that narcissistic or is it the need for self-expression?" I personally write for both myself and an audience because I'd like to get paid for my work again. But to each his own.
Finally the notion of compromise usually has negative connotations, especially to people who tend toward moral agendas, but who is she compromising other than herself? Compromise can also be positive. Perhaps there'd be less war if nations could compromise. I think it's that by working through things for her own pleasure and compromise she comes to "viable conclusions" that others may apply to themselves.
I see the profile of someone who's passionate and dynamic but unfocused, possibly due to being wounded.
And why would I want her telephone number? Because I identify with both dynamos and wounded souls. I also struggle with a tendency to judge others harshly at times; to counter that, I try to know more people of varied backgrounds and learn what it is they have to say. It's one way grow. (And really, some people riddled with angst often have intriguing things to say.)
As I said earlier, a gem. Anytime anyone writes something that makes me think harder, they've done a little magic. ~~Nordette
PS: I've dissected some of your other poems this way, but kept conclusions to myself. Good Lord! If I wrote about them all like this, I wouldn't have time to write my own stuff. *smiles* I wrote up a storm over at Ed Kostro's once. Rarely do this.
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Pleasure and Compromise is surely summed up beautifully. I think you know how to fly my friend. You have wisdom beyond your years.
Happy Resurrection Sunday.
I like these lines...
(Unafraid to express her persuasion
To be healed by mysterious caricatures
Surrounding her visions of a new world)
Take care,
Sherry
blessin's, and happy springtime Ace,
cynth'ya lewis reed
"where romance for far-reaching dreams
Desires to regroup in a forest of hopeful tomorrows"
Wonderful! ;) Silver
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
I agree with Felix!!
Happy Easter to you my friend!!
Love Tinka
But such a persons qualitities, could do good, if channelled correctly.
Has the feel of a hybrid, of Lady MacBeth and Ophilea...
Felix
etw
March 25, 10:20AM: Hiya, Jude. I came back to reread and noticed the tenor of comments. I confess when I first read the poem, my instinct was the woman was not a nice person, really. But I read it several times and concluded she sounds more like a wounded peson who has much to offer, but who struggles, as do we all. I also know from comments you've made to me that you make allowances for people. So, I thought, knowing Jude, he's probably not being unkind here.
I looked at your use of the word molten, her willingness to be healed by "mysterious caricatures," and the lines on which everyone seems to be hanging their hats, "aspires to teach the streets. More than she is willing to know." That could be anything from inner peace to humility to spiritual truth to the true passion of true love. It could even be "pleasure and compromise." Therefore, unless I'm positive about what you mean in those lines, to judge the person negatively that you've profiled here reveals more about me than it does her. It could be anyone with a powerful spirit and who is a writer. I can think of a number of female writers right here on the Den who fit this profile. I noted that she survives on distant rooftops. Well, that strikes me as someone similar to the male I profiled in "House Rules," a person protecting the self from being hurt by others. But then, she could just be snooty. LOL
As for mysterious caricatures surrounding her visions of a new world, that also could be anything from the person's misunderstanding of Jesus and the Apostles to looking for love in all the wrong places on the Internet.
And then there's the idea that she creates solely for her own pleasure. There are hosts of writers running about who write for themselves and really don't give a damn if anybody else even understands their work. They won't take critiques of their work and will tell you in heartbeat, "I write for myself. I write what I feel. Is that narcissistic or is it the need for self-expression?" I personally write for both myself and an audience because I'd like to get paid for my work again. But to each his own.
Finally the notion of compromise usually has negative connotations, especially to people who tend toward moral agendas, but who is she compromising other than herself? Compromise can also be positive. Perhaps there'd be less war if nations could compromise. I think it's that by working through things for her own pleasure and compromise she comes to "viable conclusions" that others may apply to themselves.
I see the profile of someone who's passionate and dynamic but unfocused, possibly due to being wounded.
And why would I want her telephone number? Because I identify with both dynamos and wounded souls. I also struggle with a tendency to judge others harshly at times; to counter that, I try to know more people of varied backgrounds and learn what it is they have to say. It's one way grow. (And really, some people riddled with angst often have intriguing things to say.)
As I said earlier, a gem. Anytime anyone writes something that makes me think harder, they've done a little magic.
~~Nordette
PS: I've dissected some of your other poems this way, but kept conclusions to myself. Good Lord! If I wrote about them all like this, I wouldn't have time to write my own stuff. *smiles* I wrote up a storm over at Ed Kostro's once. Rarely do this.