“A carefree letting go of oneself, not a caution, but a wise blindness.” Rainer Maria Rilke
To Trace To trace the colours of feeling, the very flowers of poetry, through psychic fonts, those heralds of incomplete meaning interrupted only by exceptions, the dispossession of intention swallowed in the jouissance of hope lurking in the shadow edge of the sun's haunting and delicious space in that uncrowded halycon hour. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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dandelions in the sky • poems • youth
INNER THOUGHTS
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Breaking and Benchmarking
A blog about BPD, mental health, music and more
learning is earning, and we are making it easier.
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
Travel words
>>> "In the Evening of Life We will be Judged on Love Alone." - *** St. John of the Cross.*** >>> >>> "It is love alone that gives worth to all things." - ***St. Theresa of Avila.***
Healthy Living Begins With The Mind.
What you seek is seeking you
This is a blog about our travel and Foodie adventures, with trip reports and other info that may inspire you.
Dedicated to everything recreation!
Welcome
Mladen Hinić
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Ah, poetry, how we long for your uncrowded halcyon hour.
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If only, I find life a bit congested at present, other people seem so manic.
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Ah! the colours of feeling.
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Indeed.
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Yes! :-)) By the way “well beeing”. Germany is now “EU”. Does it mean its “good” too? LOl
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We are about to find out I guess, hope it goes well … 😉
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Hope too Paul!
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Uncrowded halcyon hour. I am pondering that for a while. Also pondering what has always been there in the shadows. Allegory?
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I’m tempted to ask, what do you want it to be? 🙂 but yes, allegory indeed, that we ignore the space we actually have, we hang back in the shadow, or park love in the shadow. Thank you for pondering this Tracy.
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I was reading too much into it. I like your version better. 🙏
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Well, as I always say, poetry is in the eye of the reader.
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😊
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