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MEFA nominations final: jan-u-wine a nominee

Posted on 2010.06.16 at 22:56

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jan_u_wine
jan_u_wine at 2010-07-10 15:16 (UTC) (Link)

Re: reply part 2

re writing: yes, I write in the small scraps of time that I have, although that is very difficult. It's easier for me to write a scrap of non-fiction than it is to write a 'scrap' of a poem. Not often do the 'doors' of those poems re-open, once they've been shut.

Sam: it's hard for me to express in prose my feelings for Samwise. To me, he's not a person easy to pin words upon. Like most things which seem simple, he's not. So, I'll just say that I love him. Like my children, I can't say I love him more or less than his companions, only in a way most suited to *sam* being *sam* and *jan* being *jan*, with an unique intersection at some point.

I think that's marvellous that LOTR led you to a relationship with God and that you will someday write a book of stories of similar folk. As for my story, there really isn't one, at least not related to the LOTR/religious connection. I should say that I've always had a spiritual bent and that LOTR focused it more. But i think to say that LOTR brought me to God would be incorrect.

Mechtild rec'd a book to me that you might enjoy reading (or perhaps you already have)called "Story of a Soul". It is very beautiful, I think.

I'm not sure what you are saying about essays of mine. I have not written LOTR essays (except in replies such as these, LOL). But there are essays on the scrapbook, wonderful ones. But not mine.

I have written some religious poetry, and will finish with one that I hope you might like:

"The Other Man Upon the Hill"

I did not find him upon the Hill of the Sorrows.

A wind was there,

small
and self-centered,

leaves and whirl-dust-dervishes

spiraling
within its rigid fists.

I did not find him within the Garden.

Only shadows waited there,

trees
bent beneath the burden of darkening sun and sky,

branches
cramped with all the ages of waiting and bearing,

roots
swollen and scrabbling upon terra cotta soil.

I did not find him where I should then most have expected.

His tomb lay empty, the silence of it mirrored greatly by my stilling heart.

I am only human, and so I supposed that he *should* be there.

He should be there,
cold and silent,

blood
purpled upon greying flesh,

hands
and
feet
torn asunder.

And I should know grief, if he were there, a grief I would recognize, for (and the refrain repeats and repeats) I am human.....

I am
human.....


I
am

human.


My heart recognizes the truth then and leaps with it,
(at the same time feeling a different sort of grief,
one I cannot name, for all the wanting to):

He is not human.

Or, to put a fine point upon it:

He is human
no longer.

He *is* there,
then:

*there*,

upon the Hill
which has no sorrow,

*there*,
within the Garden
which has no

shadow.....

*there*,
beside me,

in a place of joyful remembrance,
the tomb of pale flesh become a palace

of spirit,

a home eternal.
antane at 2010-07-11 17:39 (UTC) (Link)

Re: reply part 2

What a lovely poem! I will have to get to your other reply when I can but wanted to compliment you on this poem right away. Very interesting.

I just automatically thought essays for some reason when you said you wrote prose on Scrapbook and then realized when I didn't find any essays that you must have meant stories which I have to return to find.

Is Story of a Soul the autobio of St. Therese the Little Flower? Then I read that years ago but remember little. I think it was called that.

I always had a relationship with God the Father, but not the Son and that's what LOTR has brought me.

Must go,
Namarie,
God bless,
Antane :)
jan_u_wine
jan_u_wine at 2010-07-11 19:32 (UTC) (Link)

Re: reply part 2

No problem re reply - take your time. I'm glad that you liked the poem.

Re the prose: ah, I see. No, i don't write essays. Essay-like 'stuff' will come to me when i'm just 'talking' like we are now, but ask me to actually write one in cold blood and that is the end of it. I should think that most of the prose stuff is more comical than anything else. I find it difficult to write "funny" poetry, but I often do have odd ideas (or comic ones if you like) that I'd like to express.

Yes, "Story of a Soul" is St. Therese's autobio.

Ah, interesting that you had a relationship with God but not Jesus. I'll look forward to hearing more of your story. take care,

ja
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