AC Benus
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Oh, the highest compliment of all! Hugs
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Prompt 597 How does he always know what to say?
AC Benus commented on Timothy M.'s story chapter in Prompt 597 How does he always know what to say?
Oh, boy, they're getting ready for the prom. Lots of laughs abound, and thanks for this -
Photographs and Chocolate Cake
AC Benus commented on Mikiesboy's story chapter in Photographs and Chocolate Cake
A great chapter. I like the idea of the puffin picture. It's a cross-generational way to ease Max into the family, and with the young man's artistic bent, maybe it will inspire more artwork of the kind. As always, the integration will not be 100% easy or smooth, but it seems realistically portrayed here that everyone is trying their best. As always, very well written -
It's well-written and pulled me right along. One thing I wonder is how much time has passed since the camp firings and Andy sitting down to write his paper at the end. It seems he's still in college, so it can't have been that long ago....right? There is still hope that the two of them can be united, either while still in school or afterwards. Well done
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I believed you helped each other by writing this, but I'm sad to think two such gifted artists worry their creative powers won't reach people anymore. As you can see from the response to this poem, that is not the case. Hugs for both of you
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I know it's part of the seasonal pull to reflection, but the first blue poem seems to be on a theme you need not worry about. There are plenty who will have counted their life invariably richer for having had you in it. You can count me for one. I'm struck by the beauty of these two lines: Mortality, at any stage, makes some to weep and others rage For the second one, you have chosen an Elegy form. In a perverse way, this makes me smile. A blue poem, so you chose a blue format, and I think having worked through the poetry prompt placed this form in your poet's toolbox. For that I am grateful, as I think this mourning poem really works. Reading this, I can see how this form can become addictive a la Tennyson, and that is high praise indeed.
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Thanks for reading this one, Tim. I agree that the images in this poem are all so strong and clear. Li Bai was known for that, that and loving his wine and boys -- yes, he's the Chinese Omar Khayyam
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. Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai wrote one the greatest same-sex love poems of all time. This verse is well known, but hopefully you like my translation too ---------------------------------- 送友人 李白 青山橫北郭, 白水繞東城。 此地一為別; 孤蓬萬里征。 浮雲游子意 落日故人情。 揮手自茲去 蕭蕭班馬鳴。 ---------------------------------- Parting from Him Li Bai Blue Mountains roam beyond the town’s north wall, As water runs clear to the city’s east. We’ve come to this spot – just to separate; Lone dandelions on thousand-mile trips. And travelers’ cloudy thoughts often feel Like sunsets parting dear friends and their love. While calling back to each other, our shouts Sound like colts separated from the herd. _
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"...The moon, pillowed on his bower of cloud,
Seems drowsy amid this macabre scene,
While the gaunt winds beat wings softly aloud
With dire warning for my ears most keen.
Though the dark births monsters beyond control,
Still a thousand times my courage blends
With the fire of my consuming soul
To go with it where’er my heart wends.
Then I spy you with your subdued elation
Buoyed atop sweet looks meant for me.
My heart draws us without separation
So each breath I take, you clearly see.
There, rose-colored weather like spring appears
To settle across your mellow face,
Making me entreat the heavenly spheres
How a man stands this worthy of grace...."
https://gayauthors.org/story/ac-benus/translation-trashbin/22
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Thank you for reading it, Tim. The way my translation reads is an attempt to bring the theater of the original to English. Before recently, I did not know his language is so 'modern' in its usage. I did not know because all the translations of Goethe's work I've ever read quake with thees and thous, so I thought he was unimaginative. Wrong. Turns out on the translators were Thanks again for your support. I means a lot to me
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Yes, it's true - the woods out here are creepy in their silence. It seems deserted compared to the symphony of life, as you so eloquently put it, of forests back East. I miss it too
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Have you ever found yourself wondering if Ancient Trojans yodeled? Well, so did Offenbach and he decided "Yes!" Here is an awesome performance of the finale of La Belle Hélène. What wonderful satire on, and if, Neo-classicalism has any value to the modern world. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7trldSOwvoA And here is also the bombshell trio from act three where it's decided "to hell with sacrificing the virgins; it's time a married man steps up to bat." (because men, don't ya know, can do everything better than women, is the satire at hand.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ROtte5cDJ08
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Thought you might find this interesting. Public Poetry in Washington, D.C. I may have CJ write one for next year LOL
https://dc.curbed.com/2019/3/14/18265996/dc-haiku-golden-triangle-business-improvement-district
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Our dear friend @Lyssahas made a translations of a Michelangelo poem. I advise each and every one of you to go and read it on her blog. Be sure to leave her some nice comments too
https://gedichtart.wordpress.com/2019/03/12/sonnet-translation-michelangelo/
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The relationship between a fella and his horse is a special one Glad you've found one who prefers bareback -- au naturale is always best, or so I've been told. I see you playing with the Lyric form, and I think it's great. Be sure to check out the newest Zero to Hero chapter, as it's the revised and expanded version of the Lyrics Poetry Prompt. Thanks for sharing with us!
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