Dragonfly's Poetry & Prolixity


Dragonfly: Any of various large insects of the order Odonata or suborder Anisoptera, having a long slender body and two pairs of narrow, net-veined wings that are usually held outstretched while the insect is at rest. Also called regionally darner, darning needle, mosquito fly, mosquito hawk, needle, skeeter hawk.

Poetry: The art or work of a poet.

Prolixity: Excessive wordiness in speech or writing; longwindedness

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Failing and Flying by Jack Gilbert

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A collaged journal I made... Failing and Flying BY  JACK GILBERT Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. It...
Monday, January 29, 2018

More Than Sixty by Jack Gilbert

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Beside my chair... More Than Sixty by Jack Gilbert Out of money, so I'm sitting in the shade of my farmhouse cleaning the lenti...
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Sunday, January 21, 2018

Slow Dance by Matthew Dickman

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This is one of the most popular poems on my blog.  I posted it in 2010, so this is a worthy repost.  It's a magical poem. ~×~×~...
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Monday, January 15, 2018

How to Kill a Living Thing

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How to Kill a Living Thing Neglect it Criticize it to its face Say how it kills the light Traps all the rubbish Bores you with it...
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Sunday, January 7, 2018

Quietness By Rumi

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Full winter moon... Quietness By Rumi Inside this new love, die. Your way begins on the other side. Become the sky. ...
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Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Conch by Olav H. Hauge

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Conch shell on a beach... CONCH By Olav H. Hauge, translated by Robert Bly You build a house for your soul, and wander proudly in...
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Monday, January 1, 2018

Basho and Kyoto

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Prayer flags, 2015 ~*~*~*~*~*~ Hearing the cuckoo, even in Kyoto I long for Kyoto.                                     ...
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Sunday, December 31, 2017

Time...in constant flux, a river...

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And the days are not full enough Ezra Pound And the days are not full enough And the nights are not full enough And life slips by ...
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Friday, December 8, 2017

Mother Nature's Surprise & Robert Frost

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Dust of Snow BY  ROBERT FROST The way a crow  Shook down on me  The dust of snow  From a hemlock tree  Has given my hea...
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Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens

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Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird By Wallace Stevens I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of t...
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