[stylist] Poem - "Advice (2)

[William L Houts]

Thank you, Jackie, as always.

--Bill




On 7/23/2015 8:26 AM, Jackie Williams via stylist wrote:
> Bill,
> I just love the latter half of this poem, the intense feeling, the rhymes,
> and think of it as an "Ars Poetica" supreme. Here are the lines I love.
>
> BE hot and mad and wolverine,
>
> and forge your letters silver keen,
>
> that they might cut and cure
>
> with selfsame stroke, a pure
>
> address to shadowed heart
>
> Be wild and high and lion's tooth
>
> and if so bent, invent the truth.
>
> Jackie Lee
>
> Time is the school in which we learn.
> Time is the fire in which we burn.
> Delmore Schwartz	
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of William L
> Houts via stylist
> Sent: Wednesday, July 22, 2015 8:01 PM
> To: Writer's Division Mailing List
> Cc: William L Houts
> Subject: [stylist] Poem - "Advice (2)
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> Hey Fellow Scribblers,
>
> Here's my second poem titled "Advice", in which I, no surprise, offer my
> thoughts to would-be poets.  If I had written this at age 24 it would
> have been insufferable, of course, but I'm 48 and claim a little wisdom
> on the subject.  I fully realize that I might be wrong about this, LOL.
> Enjoy, if you like.
>
>
> --Bill
>
>
> ---
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> Advice (2)
>
> It's birthed in a heart-thrill,
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> a knowing, handfuls of yes
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> in brain-soil growing,
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> and alphabet square with
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> rounded soul fused.
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> It's candle-thought bourne
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> through the night fields
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> whose other name
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> I do not speak.
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> Awaken with
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> poem on your hands,
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> as if, in love,
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> you murdered the king
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> as if you bathed
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> in Cambrian brine
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> as if you knew
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> the secret sign
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> and told it to the garbage man.
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> O poet:
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> BE hot and mad and wolverine,
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> and forge your letters silver keen,
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> that they might cut and cure
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> with selfsame stroke, a pure
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> address to shadowed heart
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> Be wild and high and lion's tooth
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> and if so bent, invent the truth.
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