Poetry has the power to make us aware of what is hidden in the shadows...those places that we seldom see or want to see...the poet's voice scrapes away the facade of an issue and lays bare for all to see what has been denied. By providing a voice to these mute realities, poets have throughout history altered the course of events by enlightening readers and encouraging them to take action to stop wars,
halt injustice, and to reach out to their fellow man. Like those poets who have proceeded me, I am motivated
by the same desire to bring about the social changes necessary to enhance the quality of life for those
around me and around the world and to give voice to those who cannot speak for themselves
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Bea In Your Bonnet: First Sting is a collection of germinal poems featuring Aunt Bea. Aunt Bea’s voice is one I’ve heard almost every day of my life. Family observations, lessons, and advice given to me and every other family member who had the good sense to listen. Her homespun philosophy most likely will not be found in any collegiate textbooks or for that matter in any local town crier newspaper catering to city dwellers. Indeed, she has a different way of viewing the world; a bit old fashion, sassy, and steely at times but a viewpoint which has engaged my imagination and heart. I sincerely hope you too will find some morsel of wisdom in her personal observations and interpretations of life’s events, but do watch out for her stingers.
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That’s lovely but I wouldn’t call your poems ashes 🙂
wow, that is very profound – I’ve never thought of it like that but it’s so true
Love the image of words being like ashes. Reminds me of the Russian poet Anna Ahkmatova. During the Soviet era she wrote her poems of cigarette paper, memorized, and then smoked them.
words as the ashes of thoughts…love this….
so true. you’ve put it in words so well.
Signifiant -> sign -> signifier
such a beautiful reason to write.
it sometimes becomes reality! that is, the words you said.
we write them
on parchment
before that too takes flight
lovely and inspiring Charlie
Your words are more like fire than ashes to me, they touch others, make us think, make us aware of things we may not know, inspire and give hope. Your words are very diverse as is what we each take from them.
Charlie, your words are spun of spirit and grace. I hope you know how valued you are.
ashes from the soul
I’m not quite sure what I “think” about this concept–yet–charles. I’ll “fire up” the brainpan and, um, let it toast a bit if you don’t mind.
Only ashes because the passion to express them was so hot. We breathe our own meaning in to fan the flames once again. Lovely.