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Beauty

I do not know the official definition of 'BEAUTY'.

I could look it up, but - No.

I shall think a bit, and consider my own criteria.

I don't see why discussing 'Beauty' should be snooty.

Therefore: 'What is Beauty?'

(And I'm off – maybe with more guts than good sense.

Join me if you wish, or say 'To hell with it' right here.)

 

BEAUTY is a famous Universal

probably jostling Love as the least explainable

even better than 'What is Red?' which is really splendid.

 

Beauty is an 'idea' that tries to explain

any quality, any 'thing'

which arrests a person's whole self

when it enhances an errant thought

or focusses a formless wish.

An intangible stimulus -

a brain-flash of intuitive knowledge.

It fills you like a vessel to the brim

when you never knew you were empty.

 

Beauty is personal to you, only 'You'

your genes, your experience, your thoughts

your place in Creation.

Not dictated by those who 'know' what it should be

but wholly individual

not better, nor less than anyone else's concept.

 

Ugliness is hurled at us constantly

until we see – think – feel - only 'Ugly'.

And we are burdened with responsibility.

We need Beauty for sanity and endurance

for simple happiness.

We have the Right to Beauty without guilt!

 

But Beauty does not barge in.

We must be open like a flower to the sun

Defenceless and trusting.

Not too different from 'God' really.

Maybe Beauty, Love, God -

are all names for the same idea.

I've long considered Love and God synonymous;

I've not readily plunked Beauty in there.

But the connection is an old concept in all humanity.

Strange how 'thinking' always seems to be just 'catch-up'

with the Ancients and Mediaevalists.

 

Cynthia Buell Thomas,

May, 2017

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 17th May 2017 15:31

What a great support you have always been, Harry. And I assure you, I was quite 'lost' too. It was still worth the effort, even if just for myself. I wonder if, from time immemorial, poets have gathered together to chat. I never give up hope that some other person might like to respond to an idea - sharing similar thoughts.

Thinking can be a very lonely business.

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Harry O'Neill

Tue 16th May 2017 15:36

Cynthia,
You have tackled a subject here which everyone knows when they see or feel it, but all get lost when they try to describe it.

Ho strange that the word seems to have vanished from almost all discussion about poetry nowadays ?

I salute your courage.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 11th May 2017 12:01

Thank you, Neil.

I don't think there's any such thing as 'misreading'. Words are interpreted according to experience and desire. IMO, a poet has no control over a work once a poem is 'published'. It doesn't matter what he/she thought was being said; the poet can be crippled with his own understanding and intentions. A poem released is open to any and all ideas brought to it.

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Neil Robertson

Tue 9th May 2017 14:00

A beautifully constructed poem Cynthia. I particularly like the metaphor of the flower and the sun, as though the sun is the observer and the flower the observed, and all that is observed should be subjective and allow to flourish in its own right. Was that the intention? If not please accept my apologies for the misreading!

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