02-10-2015, 04:56 PM
There's a disturbance here and I (simplistically as is my want) feel it's coming
from the dark side. Poetry slants this way -- out of habit? -- and is the richer for it.
But, as Obi-Wan Kenobi and Arthur Lipsett are my witnesses, it starves for balance.
There are 14 to 19 platitudes by my approximate count. But if you struck them out it would
be like taking the ornaments off a xmas tree: There'd be a tree. Walk out into the street
and shout "tree!". What's more to say?
And et cetera: The first two lines are too cute and the last five lines are drama queens.
Intellectual reminisce is betrayed by such.
Hear my prayer, O LORD, give ear to my supplications: in thy faithfulness answer me, and in
thy righteousness. And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no
man living be justified. For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down
to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate. I remember the
days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands. I stretch forth my
hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land.
- Psalm 143:1-6 (a Psalm of David)
from the dark side. Poetry slants this way -- out of habit? -- and is the richer for it.
But, as Obi-Wan Kenobi and Arthur Lipsett are my witnesses, it starves for balance.
There are 14 to 19 platitudes by my approximate count. But if you struck them out it would
be like taking the ornaments off a xmas tree: There'd be a tree. Walk out into the street
and shout "tree!". What's more to say?
And et cetera: The first two lines are too cute and the last five lines are drama queens.
Intellectual reminisce is betrayed by such.
Hear my prayer, O LORD, give ear to my supplications: in thy faithfulness answer me, and in
thy righteousness. And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no
man living be justified. For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down
to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate. I remember the
days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands. I stretch forth my
hands unto thee: my soul thirsteth after thee, as a thirsty land.
- Psalm 143:1-6 (a Psalm of David)
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions