Pre-emptive Strike

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So, in the midst of studying for my last unwilling exam, I shall take a moment to commemorate my time with poetry.  Was it awful?  Sometimes.  Yet many times it was insightful and inspirational.  Like now.
Study break - - 


"Untitled"
To hear about poetry- 
      kill parts of the soul,
      preserve another's soul.


To talk about poetry-
      discover new eyes:
      destroy stale eyes.


To write poetry-
          breathe,
          paint,


                         see,
 birth idea.


And while we're on the topic of poetry, I guess I'll post an old one as well... a sort of farewell it seems:




A Journey Through Eden
Drizzling showers reveal to skeptic minds
A vision of Eden: Slated and abusive- not meant for christened eyes.

Two mighty oaks tower amidst the Bolwing green
As twins, 
casting shadow on trafficking creatures.
Golden apples changing hands, silver leaves exchanged
for rubies. Difference neglected in the shade of the legendary Wall.

Beyond, a counterfeit canal littered through time with cast iron.
Flowing, brimming with goldfish-
Precious in name only. Discounted
but shiny just the same.

A decayed homage to heroic Delancey, his import but half-forgotten.

Haphazardly divided by a cultured bowery,
Lands of the same blood become mirrored faces across time.
Gathering and trading sharp minds and troubled souls across the heavy rent.
Painted normalcy in daylight; teeming glow worms
and amber spirits in Luna’s bohemian rays.

A hidden meadow; a timeless square.
Sylphs perform rituals atop imaginary stages of Broad.
Transcending life along the Great White Way-
Off, off and off, it does not matter to them.

Adjoining with scorn, indifference,
elitist guardians of stiff culture protect the borders of an illusory garden.
A dwelling place of peace keepers;
the soil fertilized by dreams and gold along the fifth.

Hillsides of ugly pastoral living aspire to descend. 
Vast fields of hundreds mundane,
but for walks through rescued Cloisters.
Vulgar Latin is heard through the blurring rain.

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Bastiat
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May 12, 2011 at 12:41 PM delete

Beautiful and classic.
Get it published somewhere!

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Bastiat
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May 16, 2011 at 3:40 AM delete

Classically beautiful..you must get this published!

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SooJangles
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May 24, 2011 at 3:42 PM delete

Thanks! But I think publishing is a little extreme considering it was just written on the fly for an assignment. Maybe after I revise and edit I'll consider showing it to a larger audience...

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eunji unni
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May 30, 2011 at 7:33 AM delete

agreed. brilliant, dear cousin. just brilliant.

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