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We had freezing rain last night, which was the night of the Solstice. The still, morning fairyland that greeted me this morning made me think of many things, not the least of which was the tiniest edge of actual FEELING for the season, which I haven't experienced in well over a decade.
I found myself thinking of Pagan and Druidic legends of the Horned God giving his seed and then his life at the Solstice to wake the dead and frozen Earth Mother.
With all the hurt and ugliness in my own life, and in those of many people I care about, over the past few years, a rare moment of beauty and wonder is a truly precious thing. Especially when those moments have become rarer and rarer.
I found myself thinking of Pagan and Druidic legends of the Horned God giving his seed and then his life at the Solstice to wake the dead and frozen Earth Mother.
With all the hurt and ugliness in my own life, and in those of many people I care about, over the past few years, a rare moment of beauty and wonder is a truly precious thing. Especially when those moments have become rarer and rarer.
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Damnit, dude. Stop painting these amazing fucking pictures. You have this..this way of getting into my brain, and a lot of that I can analyze, grasp, it's...it reaches me, but its touch is easily shrugged off..but then you do stuff like this, and I start getting homesick for a place I've never been, and don't think I'll ever be, cus even if I was there..I'd notice other stuff. I'm too stuck on people, and there are times I wish I could just run the fuck away from them. Yknow?
UGh thisisbeautifulfuckyou
UGh thisisbeautifulfuckyou
There is also plenty of beauty in the part of the world you live in, dude. All you have to do is open your eyes and ears to it.
After all, Gata Oscura only lives a couple of hundred miles south of where you do.
Old Tejas has its own heart of hot winds that rustle through the grass, and big skies that hang overhead.
See these things, feel these things and write about them, and you will no longer be homesick. Instead, you will be home.
After all, Gata Oscura only lives a couple of hundred miles south of where you do.
Old Tejas has its own heart of hot winds that rustle through the grass, and big skies that hang overhead.
See these things, feel these things and write about them, and you will no longer be homesick. Instead, you will be home.
The weather out east is so different than the weather here in the west. Although it has been almost 20 years since I was last out in Ont., Que. and the maratimes, I remember the days after an ice storm and your poem brought back all of those memories. Your talents as a writer are amazing.
Thanks.
If I could actually sell enough copies of my poetry collections, I'd be quite happy. :P
With regards to the writing talent, as soon as I start to feel that I might have a bit of ability, I just go to one of the local poetry slams, and am very quickly re-educated with regards that I'm not even in the same GALAXY, with regards to even the lesser slam poets. I typically go home, and want to curl up into the foetal position in the corner, sobbing that I've wasted thirty years on a dying art that no one appreciates, and which I have no talent at anyway. :P
If I could actually sell enough copies of my poetry collections, I'd be quite happy. :P
With regards to the writing talent, as soon as I start to feel that I might have a bit of ability, I just go to one of the local poetry slams, and am very quickly re-educated with regards that I'm not even in the same GALAXY, with regards to even the lesser slam poets. I typically go home, and want to curl up into the foetal position in the corner, sobbing that I've wasted thirty years on a dying art that no one appreciates, and which I have no talent at anyway. :P
Poetry slams... I always felt those to be so... I donno... Forced... Almost fake. You are getting a person's 'hit' or two, not the collection of their body of work. The best poety readings I have been to are the ones in people's houses. The illusions fall when you are sitting in a living room or kitchen and just sharing what you have wrote or trying to write. Poety is like a gathering of friends around a table, it is intimate in a way novels just can't be. Well, I find poetry works that way for me at least. Then again I am a weird one.
I am still new to your work and speaking for myself, you are someone I wish I had heard of much sooner. I don't think you are giving yourself as much credit as you deserve. I honestly don't.
Do you still have collections for sale? If so are they available online by chance?
I am still new to your work and speaking for myself, you are someone I wish I had heard of much sooner. I don't think you are giving yourself as much credit as you deserve. I honestly don't.
Do you still have collections for sale? If so are they available online by chance?
I have two collections for sale on my lulu.com site.
Shattered Images came out in 2012, and it covers the best of my older work between 1985 and 2010. The reason that it covers such a large span of years is that I spent well over a year going through the hundreds of poems I'd written in the past, looking for ones that I wasn't too embarrassed about. :P
I'm sure you can understand.
There is a paperback and a hardback version of this earlier collection available. Don't bother with the hardback, because it's expensive. The paperback is cheap.
My newer collection: The Problem With Revolution , which covers 2010-2013 is also available.
Both can be found here: http://www.lulu.com/TrevorPatrick
Or, if you want signed copies, there are two places to get them in Canada: The first is from Bookshelf Bear (clicky-clicky), or from Janus Books (info@janusbooks.ca)
If you're in the US, Shastacat here on Furaffinity has some copies on hand.
Shattered Images came out in 2012, and it covers the best of my older work between 1985 and 2010. The reason that it covers such a large span of years is that I spent well over a year going through the hundreds of poems I'd written in the past, looking for ones that I wasn't too embarrassed about. :P
I'm sure you can understand.
There is a paperback and a hardback version of this earlier collection available. Don't bother with the hardback, because it's expensive. The paperback is cheap.
My newer collection: The Problem With Revolution , which covers 2010-2013 is also available.
Both can be found here: http://www.lulu.com/TrevorPatrick
Or, if you want signed copies, there are two places to get them in Canada: The first is from Bookshelf Bear (clicky-clicky), or from Janus Books (info@janusbooks.ca)
If you're in the US, Shastacat here on Furaffinity has some copies on hand.
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