tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post8647358695798160542..comments2023-11-05T07:53:12.708-05:00Comments on Poets United: The Living DeadRosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-63558393743868806802017-03-26T16:03:50.178-04:002017-03-26T16:03:50.178-04:00A beautiful tribute to a wonderful Caribbean voice...A beautiful tribute to a wonderful Caribbean voice <br /><br />Much love... Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09830061733849775594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-40784988903933936462017-03-25T18:05:31.127-04:002017-03-25T18:05:31.127-04:00Yes, it's beautiful! It seems to be already ve...Yes, it's beautiful! It seems to be already very well-known, which is why I didn't choose it for this feature, though I was torn. I'm very glad you shared it here; thank you.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-74877647500902402192017-03-25T17:17:31.841-04:002017-03-25T17:17:31.841-04:00One more, and maybe the last, of a great generatio...One more, and maybe the last, of a great generation of poets... all dead now, all alive in the poetry... brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-65201167247130463492017-03-25T16:21:03.793-04:002017-03-25T16:21:03.793-04:00Ah, thank you for being so current with your featu...Ah, thank you for being so current with your feature, Rosemary. Excellent introduction to Derek Walcott, a poet that I had heard of but had not read. He was featured on our public radio this past week....and someone read the poem "Love after Love" which I quickly fell in love with. I copied this from the Poem Hunter Site.....this poem of his also very much speaks to me.<br /><br />LOVE AFTER LOVE<br /><br />The time will come <br />when, with elation <br />you will greet yourself arriving <br />at your own door, in your own mirror <br />and each will smile at the other's welcome, <br /><br />and say, sit here. Eat. <br />You will love again the stranger who was your self.<br />Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart <br />to itself, to the stranger who has loved you <br /><br />all your life, whom you ignored <br />for another, who knows you by heart. <br />Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, <br /><br />the photographs, the desperate notes, <br />peel your own image from the mirror. <br />Sit. Feast on your life. <br /><br /> ---Derek Walcott<br />Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-89139424818847778902017-03-25T08:19:58.054-04:002017-03-25T08:19:58.054-04:00Oh, thank you for identifying him, Sumana! That ma...Oh, thank you for identifying him, Sumana! That makes sense. (I really must read more of Lowell; he was so influential.)Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-2347854055169641252017-03-25T00:38:02.386-04:002017-03-25T00:38:02.386-04:00What a wonderful share Rosemary! The last stanza i...What a wonderful share Rosemary! The last stanza is stunningly beautiful. This is the first poem of Walcott I am reading and what a poem!<br />R.T.S.L.(1917-1977) seems to be Robert T.S. Lowell, an American poet, according to Wikipedia. Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-21879937956831624092017-03-24T19:44:35.726-04:002017-03-24T19:44:35.726-04:00Thank you :)Thank you :)Thylacine Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02727966062672145626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-3356454101855261752017-03-24T18:55:04.432-04:002017-03-24T18:55:04.432-04:00A well written tribute. I shared, because we all s...A well written tribute. I shared, because we all should take a moment to remember. Perhaps a few more Walcott works will be read today.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-71362348840688162022017-03-24T18:15:28.108-04:002017-03-24T18:15:28.108-04:00How lovely for ne that you use my quote here Rosem...How lovely for ne that you use my quote here Rosemary, made my heart beat a little faster. And what a superb choice of poem to celebrate this brilliant poet at the time of his passing. Thanks so much for this contribution, including that personal snippet about Bill alerting you to the poet's voice, both literally in the moment and for your following keen appreciation of his work.Linda Stevensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12826064420206218439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-48930411220498651292017-03-24T15:54:39.491-04:002017-03-24T15:54:39.491-04:00Yes! Thank you for giving us Walcott today! This...Yes! Thank you for giving us Walcott today! This poem in particular is appropriate--its rage and startle and questioning of the formality of the goodbye. Sigh.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4139625267522039683.post-15743367670170776312017-03-24T11:32:41.680-04:002017-03-24T11:32:41.680-04:00Ah, another poetic light dimmed. I deeply admire t...Ah, another poetic light dimmed. I deeply admire this poem, the understanding of the outer shell, stiff after death, while the inner being departs from the body, "walks from the thing that used to bear its name, transparent"............that is exactly how I view death. And I love "the startle of wings." Thank you for this, Rosemary. Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01926508656571639801noreply@blogger.com