Re: How to celebrate Leonard's 80th birthday
Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 1:08 pm
Just to make sure alternatives are given due consideration ("Came so far for beauty" is suitably brief and more clearly synonymous with LC but I'm thinking of the impact for the "stranger" bench sitter of the words in the moment at the place):
Summer Haiku
Silence
and a deeper silence
when the crickets
hesitate
Gift
You tell me that silence
is nearer to peace than poems
but if for my gift
I brought you silence
(for I know silence)
you would say
This is not silence
this is another poem
and you would hand it back to me
Song To Make Me Still
Lower your eyelids
over the water
Join the night
like the trees
you lie under
How many crickets
How many waves
easy after easy
on the one way shore
There are stars
from another view
and a moon
to draw the seaweed through
No one calls the crickets vain
in their time
in their time
no one will call you idle
for dying with the sun
Owning Everything(edit)
You worry that I will leave you.
I will not leave you.
Only strangers travel.
Owning everything,
I have nowhere to go
Hydra 1960(edit)
Anything that moves is white,
a gull, a wave, a sail,
and moves too purely to be aped.
Smash the pain.
The Beach at Kamini
The sailboats
The silver water
The crystals of salt
on her eyelashes
All the world
sudden and shining
the moment before G_d
turned you inward
I think "Gift" has a lot going for it since this is the subject of the poem, the purpose of this thread and it says something about the person honoured and the "moment" of the bench. Unfortunately it's a bit long if you are paying by the word!
I find from googling these poems that Anjani has recently created a song based on "Song To Make Me Still" and the first stanza of that would sit well on a bench....if it wasn't perpendicular.
Summer Haiku
Silence
and a deeper silence
when the crickets
hesitate
Gift
You tell me that silence
is nearer to peace than poems
but if for my gift
I brought you silence
(for I know silence)
you would say
This is not silence
this is another poem
and you would hand it back to me
Song To Make Me Still
Lower your eyelids
over the water
Join the night
like the trees
you lie under
How many crickets
How many waves
easy after easy
on the one way shore
There are stars
from another view
and a moon
to draw the seaweed through
No one calls the crickets vain
in their time
in their time
no one will call you idle
for dying with the sun
Owning Everything(edit)
You worry that I will leave you.
I will not leave you.
Only strangers travel.
Owning everything,
I have nowhere to go
Hydra 1960(edit)
Anything that moves is white,
a gull, a wave, a sail,
and moves too purely to be aped.
Smash the pain.
The Beach at Kamini
The sailboats
The silver water
The crystals of salt
on her eyelashes
All the world
sudden and shining
the moment before G_d
turned you inward
I think "Gift" has a lot going for it since this is the subject of the poem, the purpose of this thread and it says something about the person honoured and the "moment" of the bench. Unfortunately it's a bit long if you are paying by the word!
I find from googling these poems that Anjani has recently created a song based on "Song To Make Me Still" and the first stanza of that would sit well on a bench....if it wasn't perpendicular.