Poem -
Fall of a Sparrow
meditation on a theme by Shakespeare
β¦for Tony Taylor
She contemplates the riverβs coursing surge
(as Heraclitus saw the course of life)
where courses, ever changing, may converge
on ecstasies of such a joyous grief.
Strewn petals from the sweetest, bittersweet
Too sweet for song ~ too bitter for a crown
A pampered princelingβs missives at her feet
The rest enrapt in cruel eiderdown.
If in the trees above, a sparrow sings;
what strange, unanswered questions must we ask
of spectres, actors and ephemeral things
to put a cellar-dweller to the task?
We stage such courses which will both enthral
and mask the horror of Opheliaβs fall.
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Comments
Tragic and gripping, another fantastic piece!
Very much enjoyed
Lorna xxx
A gripping write...Enjoyed!!
My Dear Friend Jason,
On Ophelia
Some say a gentle sparrow
Some say a hawk so fierce
Was her vulva pure and narrow
Or by many men been pierced
Was Hamlet her heart held hero
Or but a tool for access to the throne
Was it true she worshiped Nero
And her soul was cold as stone
When she climbed atop the Willow tree
Did she really slip and fall
Or jump and say "God take me"
Oh, the mystery of it all
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
Larry, my dear friend,
This is exquisitely beautiful.
You should post it on your own page.
The accomplished beauty of this poem is also one of the many reasons I remain...
your friend & fan,
J ;)
My Dear Friend Jason,
The true exquisite beauty is in the power of your words. Β I'm always in awe when I absorb the depths of your brilliance. Β I consider you and two others that I think you might know, to whom I refer, as the three greatest male poets on Cosmo. Β You honor me. Β You extol me. Β You bring tears to my eyes, for never in my wildest dreams when I first came on Cosmo, did I think I would find such happiness. Β My Linda, knowing two years ago that our losing Nico had driven me to the brinks of non-existence, found this lovely venue called Cosmo, for poets. Β Even though I still cry for him every day, I now have a coterie of loving friends who rescue me from total despair. Β I love you all, and as you support me, I will do all in my power to return the favor. Β With that said, as per your encouragement, I will publish "On Ophelia", but will let the Cosmo world know, that because of you, I created it.
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
fantastic pen J