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At Proverbs 25:2, And Ephesians 2:10
[This poem was inspired by Dalton's use of scatter rhyme
in his poems, "Ode To Snow," and "scattered rhymes"]
When we remove our metaphysically dull shoes
and shirts, and loosen the cascades of our long tresses;
when we are clad only in our sky-blue, bellbottom jeans,
and beneath those frayed, fringed cuffs, eagerly barefoot
(or our feet sheathed in stripey or semisheer socks)
the inhbitions of the solipsistic ruse
shall no long bind us to our spiritual despair;
and we shall discern the many, perceptual clues
that Christ has generously put
into all of His Creation---
from the vastest constellation
to the gravel's most miniscule rocks;
and all the vitality between
the bucolic preservesand the suburban scene,
and all that it means,
all that it so poetically expresses,
about Him---and His Scriptural and Liturgic Revelation
(despite reformatisticists' deprivation)---
to the worshipful prayer of the Celtic Congregation
in their accute observation
and, of the same, their spiritual conversation;
Christ's Poetry, that His Cosmos' vocation
is privileged to convey and to bear,
to us, the Church, the witnesses of Salvation.
Starward
The only necessary words:
The only necessary words: absolutely beautiful
and also, I'm beginning to consider your insistent repetition
of socks and such as a deliberate satirization.
(Sorry if my theory is an incorrect observation
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitues
Thank you for that
Thank you for that compliment. For me, socks are a symbol of metonymy, based in large part on my experience and observation as an undergrad, back in the days of the dinosaurs. That was a much different society, and shoelessness was a tacit admission of other desires; and to acknowledge it (I don't think a day went by without hearing someone, somewhere on campus, say, "Nice socks!" as an icebreaker) was a codified appreciation of beauty. I met my second collegiate girl friend, who became my first fiancee, by complimenting her socks in the library on Friday, October 20, 1978 (I remember the date because the event was so memorable for me). We parted, by long distance, two years and ten days later. But I digress. Thanks again for the compliment; and, I assure you, I use socks as a symbol of serious metonymy in my poems. I may try other monkeyshines for fun, but not that.
Starward
Again I apologize. And your
Again I apologize. And your response is extremely honorable: You don't appear to be insulted. A relievf on my part. I also appreciate your historical value of your detailing. It is very intriguing to me. Thank you
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitues
I was not offended in any
I was not offended in any way. Your comment was stated very politely.
Starward