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A worthy subject to be reading, Mac. I accidentally bumped into quotes from letters he wrote to friends (on his love of Gilgamesh, no less), and can appreciate him as an open, honest and enthusiastic person. Sometimes (or all the time...) character features like these get washed out in translations. I hope he's coming across as warm in the book you are reading. Thanks for posting this, Mac
Lyric No. 12
Ballade des sens
Sometimes a lost breeze will bring you to me,
Simply because of its kinship to scent
I find well-known; whose cleanliness can free
The place in my mind where I keep you pent –
Where your manly smell’s allowed to present
The joys it feels like to be pulled to you
Before any drop of passion is spent,
So I might fall into your arms anew.
Sometimes a guy will laugh a certain way –
Settled, his bass resonance like your sound –
Shimm’ring as lure in the manner you’d say
It was time for us to be bedward bound;
For there that note would great music expound
From my framework ringing all through and through,
When once my deepest parts your voice had found
So I might fall into your arms anew.
Sometimes the mere brush of the sheet’s enough
To centralize memory’s closed sensation
And your touch return, both tender and rough,
Gripping me to heightened meditation,
Ready to take your profoundest stroke too
Where our pulses join in expectation
So I might fall into your arms anew.
Sometimes my eyes close to see more clearly,
And when they do, I spy your little smile,
The one you make and bite your lip merely
To whet the edge of my want for awhile,
Letting me watch your pleasure spread in style
Hov’ring over my mouth, those eyes to view,
Pausing as you enter to gauge my trial,
So I might fall into your arms anew.
What taste then over-washes my senses,
Primal and fresh; primordial and bold;
The essence of you without pretenses
Sinks into me now like the days of old,
Slaking my thirst where our lips are ensouled,
But instilling a need that must make do
When you flood only recollection’s hold
So I might fall into your arms anew.
Kevin, my heart with your past seems all blent,
But my sixth sense always trusts what is true,
Knowing the light of your love never went
So I might fall into your arms anew.
Lyric No. 13
Does every weary heart contain a ghost?
One which must be given up at some point
When the flesh no longer can play the host,
But still mourns with broken tears that anoint….
For you it seems my inmost soul is dead,
Rebuking my shell for continuing
As if there were any more to be said;
Like flowers in dirt, an ‘Amen’ strewing.
Yet, I met a man who took both in hand,
The way you used to do, and he could feel
The fracture tween clay and spirit you demand
And patched all smooth again to finally heal.
No more quiet, self-fired immolation –
I’m done with dying through fragmentation.
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It’s a rose from my front garden. I took this picture a couple days ago, and yesterday it was raining when I left home in the morning. Steady rain like we’ve been having is a bit unusual for May, as we’re entering a dry period now (won’t rain again until November).
A definite must-read! The skill of the author shows in how he takes us on a realistic journey into these peoples' lives. Be prepared to meet and fall in love with not only a kid needing a safe place to live, but also with Louis' mom and aunt (and her gf) back on "The Rock." There is so much life, vitality, and above all, love shown in this work, you will not fail to be captivated. Keep some tissues handy though, because like real life, sometimes things get complicated. Read this!
You mentioned pestering me, and not being sorry 😋 I'm glad you're not sorry either. This was the first poem cited in the Tender Tiger book that I tried my hand at. I showed it to you, and you objected to my reading. As I do usually in such cases, I set the poem aside. I was not willing to give up my interpretation entirely, believing I knew a key to unlocking it existed, but I respected your opinion and reasonings for saying I missed the mark. After setting it aside, I was compelled to try other poems of Goethe, and slowly, I made my key work. Or put another way, I was able to make the several disparate parts of 'Goethe' work in my emotional view of the man. It was only a lucky accident that I rediscovered this abandoned attempt and looked at it with more experienced eyes. Your final critical push gave me wonderful clarity, and the poem seemed to make such simple sense at last. In your comments here, the most wonderful to me is hearing how you read both versions aloud and can feel the poem in both. I always want to give both the feel and relish of a poem in translation if I'm able to. I try to pay tribute to it on all the levels if I can, and pray I can keep them in balance. Thank you, once more, for your support. It means a great deal to me
Well, here it is almost a month later, and I missed my chance to come back in a timely manner. Belated, but, I need to say you are my guide and lodestone when it comes to feeling German poetry. If not for this Tender Tiger book exploring Goethe's same-sex loves, and YOU telling me about it ( ), I would never have ventured into thinking about doing more of his work in English than his The Violet poem (as lyrics to Mozart's song version). You opened up a vista to me. As I mention somewhere, Goethe in English translation is this monolithic man of stone. I can honestly assure you, I had no idea he was a poet as passionate and sensual as Walt Whitman, but now I know he is. This beating heart of passion and yes, tenderness too, is totally missing from the man in translations that exist in my mother tongue. That you say I can "do him" right humbles me. You friendship and support has been all important to me, and it's something which matters to me deeply. I have gained depth as a poet by simply understanding this stone statue of a man has one of the most beautiful of beating human hearts underneath. How would I have ever discovered that without you...? For that, and for many more gifts you have given me, a million thanks and kisses. Muah!
I'm sorry for being slow in answering all your wonderful comments to this piece. Life is getting in the way a bit, but know your thoughts and support mean a great deal to me. I'll be answering as soon as I can make worthwhile replies
Brian poem No. 34
What can all the fierce greenness of spring
possibly mean to a heart without love.
The emptiness there
cannot be filled by
the entire intake of the eyes.
I cannot see the spring for its worth;
cannot fill my heart empty of your love.
. Poem No. 30 My worth is gilded with grime, Leaving nothing to me Except inexpressible longing. Poem No. 31 There must be no retreat from the fact. I must return every look for the value it was given, with no fear that it was ever less or more. I must force my sun to rise, for they to see, the ‘they’ for whom my light will have its meaning. Poem No. 32 Must I stay in this mask of my own making, Pretending the world knows not the difference Between who I am and the possibilities forsaken, Showing only mistaken deliverance? And so, as the option wanes, and I for want of better, look at what little remains, by turning it into a burden. Any longer need I the mask indeed, But for the weight of years of feared accusing. Poem No. 33 My brand of sorrow is their livelihood; their brand of sadness is my muse. A Poem about the Psychiatric Profession _
I've posted this little essay for everyone working on the Couplets Poetry Prompt challenge. Let me know what you think
. Essay Two: Rhyming is Fundamental I'm no great Rhymin' Simon, and make lots of 'mistakes' that would cause academics to wag boney fingers at my poetry, but I do know something about the basics. I thought I'd share information so you can be more comfortable making your own rhymes. In fact, being a self-taught poet as I am, I wish someone had sat me down and laid out the general dos and don’ts. It would have saved me a lot of grief. So, I’ll attempt to give you the type of general outline I think would have served my needs when I was a young poet just starting out. I'm not going to present these ideas in a 'right or wrong' method. Rules exist to be broken, but artistry means you know what you are breaking and do it deliberately. Again, just like Metre, Rhyme is all about the sound(s). Keep that in mind. Now what I want to give you are some guidelines and explain the concept of 'a natural' rhyme, that is a rhyme which sounds comfortable to the ear. 'Forced' rhymes can have a place too, but there is a difference, and should be used when dissonance is required in a poem, or when the sounds are close enough that they can slide by unnoticed. The Basics: Types of Natural Rhymes – 1) Perfect Rhyme: So, first question to ask is, where inside of the word do I start the rhyme? The answer is, on a vowel sound. Perfect rhymes use both the same vowel sounds AND the same number of syllables. For example: bring, sing, ding, fling, Ming, etc. all start the rhyme on the "ing" sound, and all have only one syllable. That's easy enough when you have only one vowel to worry about, but the same form can hold true for any number of sounds within the word, as long as the rhyming starts on the same vowel sound every time. Thus: marrying, tarrying, burying, carrying, etc. are all perfect rhymes because the rhyming starts with the "ary" sound, not the "ing." Get it? 2) Near-perfect rhymes: So, what it called when you want to rhyme bring with marrying? These are an example of word combinations where the natural accent on the vowel sound makes them 'perfect,' except the two words have differing syllable counts. This type of rhyme is arguably the most useful for building depth and complexity to one's poem or lyrics, but the combination must sound easy to the ear. Put another way, the two words selected must sound like a natural pairing to be considered likely to belong together. Of course, this is an objective matter of taste. The following are some combinations from one well-known poet as he actually published them. Examples: roses, discloses; year, appear; mind, behind; here, uprear; other, smother; slide, abide; there, forebear; (a random selection from Shakespeare's W.H. Sonnets) Types of Forced Rhymes – 1) Eye Rhymes: These break the fundamental rule about rhymes being sound-based. We’ve all heard songs where the singer ends a line with words like pain, sustain, remain, etc., but then rhymes it with again pronounced a-gen, and not a-gain. This is a rhyme on paper only, but as long as eye rhymes stay simple, and keep to the same number of syllables, then they can 'look' all right in your poem. They naturally loose effect if read out loud, but can pass if sung. You will find many examples of these in the generations of poets that include Marlowe, Shakespeare and Ben. Jonson. It is often argued that words like prove really did rhyme with love in their day, but that's still not certain. Examples: love, prove; aid, said; earth, hearth; wind, mind; etc. 2) Near-Rhymes: In the opposite way of Eye Rhymes, these can 'sound' all right out loud, but lose effect when seen printed on the page. Examples: Shuttle, scuttled 3) Consonant Rhymes: Striven and seven are examples of consonant rhymes, for although the 'natural rhyme' wants to start with the first vowel of the word, they do not match. The second beat of both words is the comfortable place for the stress, and can form a consonant rhyme: striv-VEN, sev-VEN. There are lots of words that can be rhymed in this manner, but it's important to always rhyme at the place in the word where the natural stress is going to occur. Thus, English and ticklish (en-GleSH and TICK-lish) are not quite there. A good example of a consonant rhyme: obligation/subjugation, for although the ‘ation’ part of both words are alike, they rhyme here because the natural stress occurs on the G sound. A Final Word on 'bad form' – 1) Plural vs. Singular No matter how much you want them to, “sales” and “dale” do not rhyme; the ‘s’ counts! Sorry to say it always does, however, in song lyrics it is more permissible to let it slide, assuming the singing can smooth out the non-conformity of the two sounds (one with an ‘s’ and one without). 2) Same Word Rhymes: Generally considered undesirable are ends of lines rhymed with a repeat of the same word, or even parts of the same word. Thus, some sticklers would not rhyme: come with become; gloved with begloved; round with merry-go-round; etc. Again, with lyrics set to music, repetition is allowable and known as ‘refrain.’ Refrain can range from the repetition of the word at the end of a line, to an entire repeated line, or a whole stanza (which is then known as the ‘chorus’ of a song). 3) Homonyms: Along the same line of thought as Same Word Rhymes, words that are phonetically the same but spelled differently are also considered undesirable rhymes. So avoid word pairs like: queue, cue; so, sew; bear, bare; and so forth. 4) Be critical with yourself: When editing your work, avoid the deceiving feeling that “It’s close enough.” If something does not rhyme, it does not rhyme. Forcing it is sometimes possible, but mostly it takes less time to give up on particular word you had in mind, and think of a better way to express your concept in the first place. It’s worth the time to do it right; trust me and my personal experience. Get it right now and your future self will thank you. This is a very basic overview, so if you have more information to share, I invite you to post it in the comment section. _
@BHopper2, @Mikiesboy and I were having a discussion on the presence of Gay people in the bible today. Certainly one would have to have a willful agenda of negation to look at the Book of Samuel and say of David and Jonathan "They were not that way." Because in reality, rarely in human history has the love of any two people been better memorialized than by Samuel, despite the convolutions the naysayers try to spin around them I had posted this previously, but today seemed a good day to bring it back. Thank you for reading
. David and Jonathan, "He loved him as he loved himself" Sacred Motet for the blessings of a same-sex union for Choir, Tenor and Baritone [Part One – Choir] CHOIR: My heart exalts in the Lord, My strength is exalted in God. I have trumped my enemy, And rejoice in my victory – For there is no God like our Lord, And there is no rock like our God. Speak boastfully no longer, Nor speak arrogance from your mouth, For the All-knowing is Lord And He who judges every deed. The mighty's bows are broken, While the tottering walk in strength – The Lord makes poor and makes rich, While he humbles and he exalts. He raises up the needy, And from ashes lifts up the poor – He seats them with the mighty, And makes a throne their legacy.  My heart exalts in the Lord, My strength is exalted in God. I have trumped my enemy, And rejoice in my victory – For there is no God like our Lord, And there is no rock like our God. [Part Two – Narrative and Psalm] TENOR: Whereupon the field of battle, Where young David slew Goliath, Saul and his fine son Jonathan Were presented with the hero. By the time David was speaking, Jonathan had fallen in love With young David so dearly that, His life depended upon him: He loved him as he loved himself.  That day David did not return To live within his father's house, For he and Jonathan entered Into a bond before the Lord. They shared all their worldly goods Since David had fallen in love With Jonathan so dearly that, His life depended upon him: He loved him as he loved himself.  [Psalm] BARITONE: "Hearken to my words, O Lord, Attend to my sighing. Listen to my call, My God – At dawn, You hear my voice, And I, bring my plea before You. You delight not in wickedness; No evil man remains with you, The arrogant cannot stand up, And You destroy all their falsehoods, For the Lord abhors all deceit. In You let all take refuge And be glad forever. Shield them whom in You find joy – For You bless the just man, And protect us with Your good will." [Part Three – Narrative for Choir and Soloists] CHOIR: Seeing how successful they were, Jonathan's father Saul conceived To separate the two of them. Jonathan warned, and David fled. BARITONE: "What have I done?" He asked him. "What offence does your father Hold against me to seek my life?" TENOR: "My father," said Jonathan, "Does not conceal from me, so – He cannot wish to kill you." BARITONE: "But warn me if it is true. Do this in kindness, because…" BARITONE AND TENOR: "The Lord's holy bond is between us, And is that into which you have brought me. For my life depends upon you, And I love you more than I love myself."  CHOIR: Jonathan was good to his word. He sounded out and thus confirmed His father's dark intentions. And in his love for David, Jonathan renewed his oath to him: He loved him as he loved himself.  TENOR: David rose to prostrate himself Three times on the ground before him, In homage to Jonathan. BARITONE: They kissed each other and renewed The vows they’d made before the Lord. At last, Jonathan told David: TENOR: "Go in peace, and keep what we two Have sworn by the name of the Lord." BARITONE AND TENOR: "The Lord shall be between you and me, And our posterity, forever. For my life depends upon you, And I love you more than I love myself."  [Part Four – Psalm] TENOR: "Do me justice, O God, For I've walked in integrity. For I have trusted in the Lord, And done so without wavering. Do search me out, O God, Test me with all of Thy goodness. Test me down to my heart and soul, And see that I shall not waver! For your kindness is before my eyes, And I walk in your truth. I've no time to waste on worthless men, Or consort with hypocrites. I hate the assembly of haters, And with them will not stay. I absolve my hands in innocence, As is fit for your altar. My voice raises thankfulness for You, Recounting your wondrous deeds, For I love the house in which you dwell, The place where you pitch your glory. I walk in integrity, And You bless me with your mercy. My feet stand on the highest ground, And amongst men, I praise my Lord. Do search me out, O God, Test me with all of Thy goodness. Test me down to my heart and soul, And see that I shall not waver!" [Part Five – Prelude and Fugato for Choir and Soloists] CHOIR: To they who will make a vow, The Lord's own pledge will be with them – For those who will rest in love, The Lord will bless the sleep of the just. CHOIR WITH BARITONE AND TENOR: For the pillars of the Earth Are these He's set the world upon – For He will guard faithfulness, And cast the wicked to darkness. [Fugato] TUTTI: For not by strength alone does man prevail, And the Lord's lying foes shall be shattered. The most-high in heaven thunders, And judges the ends of the Earth. Amen.  1 Samuel, 2:1-2  1 Samuel, 2:4-8  1 Samuel, 18:1-5  1 Samuel, 18:1-5  The Book of Psalms, Psalm 5 – Prayer for Divine Help  1 Samuel, 18:12  1 Samuel, 18:20  1 Samuel, 18:1-5  1 Samuel, 18:20  1 Samuel, 18:20  1 Samuel, 18:1-5  The Book of Psalms, Psalm 26 – Prayer of a Blameless Man  1 Samuel, 2: 8-9  1 Samuel, 2: 9-10 _