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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 47. to cheat God's plan

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Sonnet No. 93

 

There is awesome power in the mind of Man,

Which can be potent enough to overcome

Our natural drive to be but charlatan;

So angel/devil seeks equilibrium.

Though deception seems our inheritance –

To be coeval with our monkey brains –

To be honest is the true elegance

That human intelligence can obtain.

And so, with you dear one, I'll be honest,

For balance is more than just the telling;

The force of your love for me is greatest

When your good my bad is dispelling.

Let your angel whisper to my devil;

Shut him up by the strength of your goodwill.

 

 

Sonnet No. 94

 

Nature is the supreme lord example,

And so in every zoo around the world,

Orphaned young are given to the love ample

Only same-sex couples offer unfurled.

A film about the truth of animals

Makes the wide suppression of footage clear;

That all signs of their bond-affectionals

Are censored as one-off shots of the queer.

But, like the egg fostered by the penguin pair,

The truth can be carried to it full term,

And they will teach the others what is fair

Through offspring only Love can reaffirm.

So do not believe their willful conceit

To cheat God's plan through human deceit.

 

 

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there are so many reasons that i read what you write  :yes:

one of those reasons is that i know i'll learn at least one new word, (i know, but i'm weird that way :)  ) i never thought i'd be reading poetry with a dictionary:

 

To be coeval with our monkey brains

adjective
1.
having the same age or date of origin; contemporary.
"these lavas were coeval with the volcanic activity"
 

your use of the angel and devil in the relationship made me chuckle, it's like that sometimes isn't it?  One person's angel shutting up the other's devil?  whether it's negative self talk, or one of those "i've just had a brilliant idea" that's not really so brilliant moments...

 

i'm so pleased you share these with us 

 

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Thank you for posting these two powerful sonnets. 

 

To be honest is the true elegance...

 

These words lay hold of me, make me consider carefully. And as you extend the thought, so does my mind continue to do the same in parallel. You provoke me to deeper thinking. 

 

And then, as I ponder, I encounter your next sonnet. Again, I am challenged by honesty and the dishonest use of the camera, that touchstone of the true. 

 

These two sonnets are brilliantly presented, that we must read them in order. Bravo. 

 

 

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On 8/12/2018 at 9:56 AM, Mikiesboy said:

Man is a presumptuous creature saying he knows the mind of God.

*says it loudly* Amen.

 

Thanks for reading, Tim :)

 

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On 8/12/2018 at 10:08 AM, mollyhousemouse said:

there are so many reasons that i read what you write  :yes:

one of those reasons is that i know i'll learn at least one new word, (i know, but i'm weird that way :)  ) i never thought i'd be reading poetry with a dictionary:

 

To be coeval with our monkey brains

adjective
1.
having the same age or date of origin; contemporary.
"these lavas were coeval with the volcanic activity"
 

your use of the angel and devil in the relationship made me chuckle, it's like that sometimes isn't it?  One person's angel shutting up the other's devil?  whether it's negative self talk, or one of those "i've just had a brilliant idea" that's not really so brilliant moments...

 

i'm so pleased you share these with us 

 

Thank you for sharing your thoughts and encouragement, Molly. Means a lot to me.

 

As I read your comments on coeval, it put me in mind of that Hart Crane quote I posted recently; the one about a poet basically having to swim in words to call just the right one to the fore when needed. (To be honest, sometimes I surprise even myself when just the right word turns up for me without having to think about ;) )

 

Thanks, Molly!   

 

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On 8/12/2018 at 11:21 AM, Parker Owens said:

Thank you for posting these two powerful sonnets. 

 

To be honest is the true elegance...

 

These words lay hold of me, make me consider carefully. And as you extend the thought, so does my mind continue to do the same in parallel. You provoke me to deeper thinking. 

 

And then, as I ponder, I encounter your next sonnet. Again, I am challenged by honesty and the dishonest use of the camera, that touchstone of the true. 

 

These two sonnets are brilliantly presented, that we must read them in order. Bravo. 

 

 

it's always an honor, Parker, when people tell me my poems make them reflect. That's a powerful compliment, and I thank you.  

 

The overall theme of No. 94 is something I have thought more -- not less -- about in the couple years since I wrote that poem. I mean, take one of many current publications in the U.S. and scan the pages of recent issues. According to National Geographic, Smithsonian Magazine, and almost any other, Gay people do not exist. We are not talked about in their pages, past or present. Quite surprisingly, an open letter in a British publication called Current World Archeology, from one of its own editors, called out the magazine's most recent issue as homophobic for featuring the Etruscan Tomb of the Diver and saying not a peep about original occupants being a Gay couple. The evidence?  Si monumentum requiris, circumspice! Every image in the tomb is a representations of good times and love among men. How is it that in 2018, Gay people are not allowed to exist in the past?

 

Worse yet, according to those selfsame publications, we don't exist now. The only ones who can change it are out people, like the editor shaming his own publication. The time is well past due for us to take what is ours.        

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