Bleeding Ear
There's something about the colors that I really like. I also like how the text for the Martin Williams poem looks against the black background.
Sinking Towards the Surface
The background is an ocean, which I think looks awesome. It has some interesting things to read on it, too.
HPNOTIQ
The title is what made me want to check it out, because it's pretty awesome. It has good pictures and it's interesting to read.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Blog Reviews
Poetic Clarity - Click Here
This blog is fun to read because it features a lot of poetry. It's always nice to sit back and read some good poetry every now and then.
Till Human Voices - Click Here
I just want to start by saying that I love the background. It's artsy and adorable. This blog has interesting pictures to go with each post. It also features some poetry, among other things.
Splash Page - Click Here
This blog is really nice to look at. The colors that are used are very soothing to the eyes and it makes the blog really flow.
This blog is fun to read because it features a lot of poetry. It's always nice to sit back and read some good poetry every now and then.
Till Human Voices - Click Here
I just want to start by saying that I love the background. It's artsy and adorable. This blog has interesting pictures to go with each post. It also features some poetry, among other things.
Splash Page - Click Here
This blog is really nice to look at. The colors that are used are very soothing to the eyes and it makes the blog really flow.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
"Holy," a Poem by Martin Williams
We chained it.
We bricked it up in walls.
We tied it in a sack
and threw it in the river
the ocean
bottomless pits.
We left it in the woods to die.
We left it in the ghetto to die.
We left it on an ice flow
with a pile of sticks
when wolves were near.
We rebuked it in the name of Christ.
We waved incense at it.
We had a priest and holy crows
dance it out in the roman night.
We had the fists of brothers
pound it out
had it pounded out
on djembes and congas
and skulls by lathed limbs.
We burned it at the stake.
We buried it with the dead,
gave it a life sentence.
We called it darkness.
We called it Death.
We called it shadow and Satan
and the sins of the father.
It's the only thing about us
that's still holy.
We bricked it up in walls.
We tied it in a sack
and threw it in the river
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bottomless pits.
We left it in the woods to die.
We left it in the ghetto to die.
We left it on an ice flow
with a pile of sticks
when wolves were near.
We rebuked it in the name of Christ.
We waved incense at it.
We had a priest and holy crows
dance it out in the roman night.
We had the fists of brothers
pound it out
had it pounded out
on djembes and congas
and skulls by lathed limbs.
We burned it at the stake.
We buried it with the dead,
gave it a life sentence.
We called it darkness.
We called it Death.
We called it shadow and Satan
and the sins of the father.
It's the only thing about us
that's still holy.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Remember
"Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us."
-Oscar Wilde
This quote makes sense to me. Memories are what make us who we are, so they're kind of like our own personal diaries. Good one, Oscar Wilde.
-Oscar Wilde
This quote makes sense to me. Memories are what make us who we are, so they're kind of like our own personal diaries. Good one, Oscar Wilde.
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