Inferior To You (A Poem To Emily Dickinson)
INFERIOR TO YOU (A POEM TO EMILY DICKINSON)
Inferior to you
And your metaphor-rich mind
I can only pretend
We’re two of a kind.
Dear Emily
I love you,
But after all these years
Nothing will marry us
Save our too mortal fears..
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The virtue is supreme.
Elegance is nice,
But inferior to kindness.
Composure is sweet,
But inferior to compassion.
Charity is great,
But inferior to justice.
Honesty is fine,
But inferior to fidelity.
Intelligence is strength
But inferior to wisdom
Every good trait
Is inferior to virtue,
Which must be the axis,
Around which one runs.
18.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The virtue is supreme
.Elegance is nice,
But inferior to kindness.
Composure is sweet,
But inferior to compassion.
Charity is great,
But inferior to justice.
Honesty is fine,
But inferior to fidelity.
Intelligence is strength
But inferior to wisdom
Every good trait
Is inferior to virtue,
Which must be the axis,
Around which one runs.
18.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love—is that Later Thing than Death
Love—is that later Thing than Death—
More previous—than Life—
Confirms it at its entrance—And
Usurps it—of itself—
Tastes Death—the first—to hand the sting
The Second—to its friend—
Disarms the little interval—
Deposits Him with God—
Then hovers—an inferior Guard—
Lest this Beloved Charge
Need—once in an Eternity—
A smaller than the Large—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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To bask at my glory
I am inferior to anyone
Whom I have deceived.
I am inferior to anyone
Whom I have exploited.
I am inferior to anyone
Whom I have trodden on.
Must I bask at my glory?
05.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Superior
A junior is not inferior.
A darker skin is not inferior.
A poorer one is not inferior.
Who hold these views are superior.
25.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Flinging The F-word
I suppose some of you versifiers
think the use of the f-word
puts that extra zing
in your lines
You think the truth is as crude
and coarse as your writing is
You abandon all standards
convinced of your righteous
intent
You ignore Emily's rule-
'Tell all theTruth but tell it slant-'
Emily Dickinson's
metaphor for
her lack of directness
is the stuff of poetry
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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I think to Live—may be a Bliss
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I think to Live—may be a Bliss
To those who dare to try—
Beyond my limit to conceive—
My lip—to testify—
I think the Heart I former wore
Could widen—till to me
The Other, like the little Bank
Appear—unto the Sea—
I think the Days—could every one
In Ordination stand—
And Majesty—be easier—
Than an inferior kind—
No numb alarm—lest Difference come—
No Goblin—on the Bloom—
No start in Apprehension's Ear,
No Bankruptcy—no Doom—
But Certainties of Sun—
Midsummer—in the Mind—
A steadfast South—upon the Soul—
Her Polar time—behind—
The Vision—pondered long—
So plausible becomes
That I esteem the fiction—real—
The Real—fictitious seems—
How bountiful the Dream—
What Plenty—it would be—
Had all my Life but been Mistake
Just rectified—in Thee
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Poem Is A Metaphor
THE POEM IS A METAPHOR
The Poem is a Metaphor
It means ‘the world’
It means ‘all that there is’
It means ‘the soul’
It means ‘our deepest feeling’.
The Poem is a Metaphor
It is more than what it just appears to be
It takes on a life of its own
It says more than it can define itself as
The Poem is a Metaphor
And it itself does not understand
Where it began and how it will end
And whether or not
It should always be rewritten.
The Poem is a Metaphor
And we too are metaphors
That will vanish one day
When all the real Poems
Pretend to still be here.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Emily's Rule
Some versifiers on this site
think using obscenity
puts a zing
in lame lines
They think truth is as crude
and coarse as their writing
They abandon all standards
and ridicule rules
convinced of their righteous
intent
They ignore Emily's Rule-
'Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-'
Emily Dickinson's metaphor
for her lack of directness
is the stuff of poetry
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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An ignorance a Sunset
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An ignorance a Sunset
Confer upon the Eye—
Of Territory—Color—
Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
Its Amber Revelation
Exhilirate—Debase—
O mnipotence' inspection
Of Our inferior face—
And when the solemn features
Confirm—in Victory—
We start—as if detected
In Immortality—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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I did not seek death but she came along (cavatina sequence)
(after Emily Dickinson)
I did not seek death but she came along,
was visiting
in passing looked at me wearily;
I was shooting,
she was a entrancing, lewd, lascivious
kind of being;
who really did love destruction and war,
she promised to visit me once more.
She said that all of her kisses and bliss
would transport me
into a unknown distant restful place,
eternity
was one of her many vague promises,
from her grasp free
grenades, rockets, shells detonated
while still in vain, with longing, she waited.
["Because I Could Not Stop for Death" by Emily Dickinson.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Emily Chambers
Emily Chambers would make it pay
Everyone knew she'd turn out that way
She turned her back and she'll be okay
But she's not okay at all
Every night with the radio on
Emily fears that the day won't come
The moon is there to do her harm
She's not all right at all
Don't get arrested
Don't buy a machine gun
You're on the run
And you're not on the scene
You're not so cool
And you're not a jerk
You may be a villain
But no Patty Hearst
You're Emily Chambers
And what's worse
Is a whipping wind
And a box in a hearse
And a trigger in your head
And a pen in your hand
And the pain in the verse
And the flat drying land
And the thin of the air
And a pain that hurts
You're Emily Chambers in the universe
(Repeat first verse)
Every night with the lamplight on
Emily fears that the day has gone
The moon is there to do her harm
She's not all right at all
(Repeat chorus)
Emily Chambers would make it pay
Everyone knew she'd turn out that way...
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from One From The Modern
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I make His Crescent fill or lack
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I make His Crescent fill or lack—
His Nature is at Full
Or Quarter—as I signify—
His Tides—do I control—
He holds superior in the Sky
Or gropes, at my Command
Behind inferior Clouds—or round
A Mist's slow Colonnade—
But since We hold a Mutual Disc—
And front a Mutual Day—
Which is the Despot, neither knows—
Nor Whose—the Tyranny—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Elegy For Jane Kenyon (2)
Jane is big
with death, Don
sad and kind - Jane
though she's dying
is full of mind
We talk about the table
the little walnut one
how it's like
Emily Dickinson's
But Don says No
Dickinson's
was made of iron. No
said Jane
Of flesh.
poem by Jean Valentine
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The main cause is a pernicious falsehood propagated against her being, namely that she is inferior by her nature. Inferior in what? What has man ever done that woman, under the same advantages could not do?
quote by Ernestine Rose
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As long as I make you to be inferior, I render myself inferior.
Inferior
Some people with better education
than you might have had
look down on you as inferior.
Sadly, they are the ones
who are the inferior types.
They think because they know
long and undistinguishable words
they stand out above the rest.
To my mind they are the lower species
because they have not yet grasped
that we are all human beings
no worse nor no better
than the rest.
26 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Retire to rest
Having played as a heroin,
Retire; other rolls are inferior.
After superannuation,
Any post will be inferior.
Let not your image decline.
10.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who is inferior and is ashamed of it proves that he really is inferior.
The Martyr Poets—did not tell
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The Martyr Poets—did not tell—
But wrought their Pang in syllable—
That when their mortal name be numb—
Their mortal fate—encourage Some—
The Martyr Painters—never spoke—
Bequeathing—rather—to their Work—
That when their conscious fingers cease—
Some seek in Art—the Art of Peace—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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