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    dots Submission Name: Absurdistandots

    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2779/1297/258
    Words: 128
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Dedicated to those in denial.

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    They taught us to curse
    angels at the college
    hurl varied imprecations
    at the dead;
    simple as a stone
    might shatter glass
    we knew no sylvan being
    could exist. Hadn't all
    the magi told us so?
    How could pristine intellect
    be proven wrong?

    We'd prayed to fame
    and seanced holy wit,
    catalogues of the quoted
    led us here, no mystic
    could be closer
    to the truth, or else
    both quote and quoted
    are the same.

    Let me sip the nectar
    of pronouncement over fact
    I think I'll sleep a little better
    knowing less, curled here
    in a comforter of bliss
    as sweet ennui melts
    into the cracks.

    ...I could have told you
    no cartel ever named
    could quantify the hunger
    that we claim...

    Submitted on 2006-07-13 00:34:32     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I love the way you handle the truth. It's a time bomb about to go off in your hands and you relieve the pressure with resonant facts.
    I study how you accomplish this and love how you are curled up inside a comforter.

    Do any of the words we write or think make a difference? That would be a question for the Divine to decide. But right now, the opposition is squared off for a fight. And it seem clear that it's going to happen. Greed is going to pound pure, irrational thoughts of God
    to a bloody mire and somewhere in the middle, we're all living in Absurdistan.

    Brilliant, just as I like 'em! Take care of yourself and remember: entertainment letting is good for you!

    | Posted on 2006-07-16 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      The hunger to know God in all forms... and the rejection of that by empirical minds.

    I struggle every day with this dichotomy. I firmly believe that all theories are just that: theories. And if they hold up to cross-examination, then they're theories that can't be disproven. Much like the Big Bang or the existence of the One (or the Many, according to your beliefs).

    I won't go into Truth... that's something just as mind-boggling as what you've presented here.

    But what I will say is that I think it's great how you've presented multiple religious viewpoints here... from ancient mysteries, nature worship to Christianity. That's appealing to me for its diversity in expression.

    I'm kinda rambling at the moment... and I'm frickin' hungrrrry. I'll leave you with this... so adios.

    Nice write by the way.

    | Posted on 2006-07-13 00:00:00 | by alteredlife | [ Reply to This ]
      Hi there, Bill. I was perusing (or is that carousing?) through the recent posts when I stumbled on this little gem. The title was the thing that caught my eye. I assumed I'd be reading some sort of political opinion on our current involvement in the Middle East. Fortunately, I found a poem about religion rather than politics. On to the reviewing!

    Stanza the first:
    I like the bit about "cursing angels at the college". I had an English professor who was all about deconstructing the bible, which I found incredibly lame; so, I had a personal frame of reference here. I thought the words "varied imprecations" were a little weighty, but I don't know if "numerous insults" would be as effective.
    Stanza the second:
    Great lines, "We'd prayed to fame/ and seanced holy wit." Though I must admit, the "quote and quoted" being the same left me a little puzzled. People are nothing but the sum of their actions, maybe? A nod to existential thought? I doubt it, as most of the poem seems to be a negative response to existential thought.
    Stanza the third:
    Ignorance is indeed bliss in this stanza. Good limitation of adjectives here, I think. It shows rather than tells with the help of some well placed metaphors (nectar, comforter, cracks).
    Stanza the fourth:
    What I take from this is that the thirst for knowledge often demands the sacrifice of our sense of wonder (or at least our happiness)- leaving us with a boring definition of the world. Of course, I could be totally off base here.

    If not, I'd have to say I agree with you. Myth is often more interesting than history, and fiction is always better than math. Still, guys like Nietzsche and Derrida (and their disciples) do make good points, and it must be conceded that they will win most arguments as far as "being" and "quality" are concerned. But hell, you have to let them have that. I mean, you know they never get laid.
    | Posted on 2006-07-13 00:00:00 | by DevilDinosaur | [ Reply to This ]
      First I gotta say I love the title!

    Ok, maybe it's just me and my apparently pervasive Christian perspective, but what I see in your poem, and in so much of your work, is great disdain for and disillusionment in the "institution." Whether it be universities, religions, governments, or whatever, they always seem to come up empty, leaving you feeling unsatisfied and unfulfilled. At the same time though, there always seems to be some underlying faith in or at least hope in God or a reasonable facsimile.

    "Quote and qoted are the same" brings to mind
    John 1, "and the word was with God and the Word WAS God." As a matter of fact, every one of your poems brings to my mind some biblical reference, but I think I've told you that before.

    Maybe I have totally misread your intent here...or maybe not??? At any rate, it's nice to read something from you. Nice work!

    | Posted on 2006-07-15 00:00:00 | by annie0888 | [ Reply to This ]
      Hey there, Bill.

    Well, this was an interesting read. I don't think I've ever reviewed anything of yours before - to my own detriment. There was so much in this poem that rang true with my own experience:

    They taught us to curse
    angels at the college

    How could pristine intellect
    be proven wrong?

    But my favorite lines - my favorite thought out of the poem was

    Let me sip the nectar
    of pronouncement over fact

    It sort of sums up a lot of today's views - straight from various talking heads.

    Not wordy, yet still expressive. Nicely done. mae
    | Posted on 2006-07-18 00:00:00 | by mae | [ Reply to This ]
      I love how you have brought so many things together - like the college that is the union (and often struggle) of so many different schools of thought, ways of life, cultures, traditions - here they are blended, twisted together into something that just ....describes what is 'truth', but never reveals what is truth. It is very cunning, ' I think I'll sleep a little better knowing less' ...its so reasonable to me, so simple, yet we don't see it. I am sure that on the first reading I am missing a lot, not understanding, I can see the depth but I can't see into the depths, these are the first impressions before I have time to piece everything together, mind the lack of coherence ^.

    "...I could have told you
    no cartel ever named
    could quantify the hunger
    that we claim..."

    Simply chilling. I read this over and over again.
    | Posted on 2006-07-13 00:00:00 | by ziska | [ Reply to This ]
      Hey Bill,

    What wonderful thoughts you possess from time to time. I must say, i don't really know much about college because i haven't been there yet but i think i got a clue at what goes on there. There are so many people out there who talk about their experience in college and also it is seen on television, so it's pretty obvious.

    I think that there are so many different things out there that it is hard to come to a conclusion because whenever we think we know something, we always find out that there is so much more that we don't know. It's not fair to conclude at certain things but it's also not fair to take up so much of time on one specific issue.

    I don't know, this makes me think of a lot of things people go through in life that i probably didn't go through...Kinda makes me scared to move on to the next level....Lol.

    Anyhow, hope all is well with you Bill. Take care...
    | Posted on 2006-07-13 00:00:00 | by charmedidentity | [ Reply to This ]

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