A garden of clouds

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He had already left his hallowed ground

five storeys up yet graveyard bound,

 

he made a garden of the clouds

enveloped there in silken shrouds.

 

As life with grace raised from his shell,

he smiled to me, farewell, farewell.  

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Wolfgar Miere

Thu 27th Jun 2019 05:56

Thanks all for the likes. I thought I might post this poem by Tennessee Williams and the scene in which it is spoken, although slightly cheesy (the scene not the poem) I find it extremely moving.

David.


How Calmly Does the Olive Branch

How calmly does the olive branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair

Some time while light obscures the tree
The zenith of its life will be
Gone past forever
And from thence
A second history will commence

A chronicle no longer gold
A bargaining with mist and mould
And finally the broken stem
The plummeting to earth, and then

An intercourse not well designed
For beings of a golden kind
Whose native green must arch above
The earth's obscene corrupting love

And still the ripe fruit and the branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair

Oh courage! Could you not as well
Select a second place to dwell
Not only in that golden tree
But in the frightened heart of me?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEKBRi9ofHc

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Wolfgar Miere

Wed 26th Jun 2019 12:47

Thank you Devon,

I'm pleased you found something in it for you.

David.

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Devon Brock

Tue 25th Jun 2019 21:57

I think it is wonderful that you left out the backstory of the poem. Its simplicity and choice of words took me to the night after my father's funeral and the one strange bird singing at the top a loblolly pine. This is kind of poem I really enjoy, give me enough to take me to my place, my story. Thank you so much David.

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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 25th Jun 2019 19:28

Thank you Ray and Martin,

those moments can be so peaceful and hugely meaningful to anyone present.

Hard to put into words really the feeling of peace which can descend at such times, I feel that events like this can take us back to an almost primitive state...and for want of a better word summon from within us some kind of spirit which is not always present in the ordinary moments of life.

David.

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Martin Elder

Tue 25th Jun 2019 19:20

This seems like a wonderful few words of goodbye to say to or acknowledge anyone.
Nice one David

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raypool

Tue 25th Jun 2019 16:42

Death has no sting , nor so the poem as it is written with love and a sense of calmness. I know how this feels , to be in a dedicated space and see life running out fast.

Ray

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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 25th Jun 2019 13:41

Thank you Rachel,

as ever interpretation is all and I see how the text can fit this music...it is satisfying when different imaginings come from shared thoughts or ideas.

I had thought about putting some context for this in the audio, I ended up not doing so.

Anyway, this is about a person dying with dignity...having only the view from a hospital window from his bed, and from there imagining a garden in the clouds maybe seeing flowers in the clouds, who knows.

I say this as it is based on someone I knew who slipped away in such a fashion.

Thanks Rachel,

David.

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elPintor

Tue 25th Jun 2019 13:28

I hope it doesn't seem so overdone as to lose its meaning )

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n7TLTjqUyog

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