Thursday, 13 September 2007
DHL ... & autumn ...
This week was the birthday of D. H. Lawrence. Often forgotten is the fact that Lawrence was a master poet, really a poet first, as was Hermann Hesse. He excelled at all lengths, but was perhaps one of the finest poets ever in the short form. Here are two examples:
Nothing to Save
There is nothing to save, now all is lost
but a tiny core of stillness in the heart
like the eye of the violet.
Nothing to Save is reminiscent of another great short poem, one of my personal favorites, by James Wright:
Taking a look backward this week at Lilliput #119, which nicely coincides with the season. Here are three short subjects on the coming (and past) fall season:
One day all the leaves blow away.
I have been worrying
about the wrong things.
~ Ray Skjelbred
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