
“Broken Forms” by Franz Marc
flesh and bone prisons
can’t incarcerate minds
no matter the crime
From my books Pieces of Wine and Riverthink
“Broken Forms” by Franz Marc
flesh and bone prisons
can’t incarcerate minds
no matter the crime
From my books Pieces of Wine and Riverthink
Writer Lynne Sargent
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
Curious, this goes 5,6,5 rather than standard haiku 5,7,5… and “can’t” could easily be made “cannot” to make it 5,7,5… any reason for using “can’t” there?
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I consider the structural rules of minor importance – even the Japanese masters often ignored their constraints
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My friend, you live to tell it . . .
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so many suffer who cannot bear to write it – I try to speak for them, too
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Thank you for this.
Look at me, not the chair that binds me
Why is that all you can see?
Talk to me, don’t talk loud, I can understand
Don’t assume I am slow in mind and brand
Me as incompetent
Yes, I can talk
Even though I do not walk
Get to know me before you label
I am strong, I am fit, I am able
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nicely done
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Thank you. We with disabilities need to feel active in our society as well.
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All of Your poetry is so beautiful….but for reasons You’d understand, I LOVE when You hop on the haiku train!!! So cool. Cheers!!! 🙂
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I sincerely appreciate your thoughtful comment
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I like the idea behind this–the catharsis in your statement, especially, being an advocate for Con Art, myself.
Another person made a comment on the choice of the contraction in the second line “can’t”. I will try my best to argue in defense of it. While the contraction is arguably not that poetic of a word, I think what is important to remember is that poems aren’t always in the voice the poet. If we were to think of the poem colloquially, “can’t” is probably the word that would be used.
Why did the poet choose “can’t”, instead of another word? All sorts of other words bring about other connotations that are not necessarily central to this particular poem. In it a sort of mantra I think which could be found for oneself, as well as what is not spoken in the silence…”only if you let it.”
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thank you for commenting
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My pleasure, Paul. Thank you, for sharing.
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Writings from prison have often illuminated history. The rainbow colored drawing speaks to me of hope.
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pieces from which to make something new, even if different
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Well said😎
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much appreciated
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Amen, AMEN!
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*smile*
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🙂
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very nice.
Muscular Dystrophy here…nothing but a title. Live life.
Kevin
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God bless your equanimity, kevin
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Reblogged this on Stickers On The Window and commented:
From a fellow blogger, Paul Lenzi.
To the point.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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very talented
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Man like Paul F Lenzi I’m from the UK. You pointed out the truth. And how do I publish my first book
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your comment is much appreciated – I self-publish all my books through Amazon’s services
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Paul can you share my story please http://maxmteliso.com/2018/05/28/tbi-effects-my-view-point/
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