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Sunday Picnic With Bells On

jjhunter

Sunday, every Sunday, let's have a community picnic. It's probably been a long week, and it's lovely to have a few minutes to sit back and relax and enjoy some good conversation in a less formal space. Feel free to bring something for the Picnic Basket - a poem you liked this week, a thought you had or something you experienced, or even something completely unrelated to poetry whatsoever that you just feel like sharing. Just take a moment to say hello, and maybe have a bite to eat; no one is going anywhere fast, and the shade promises some relief from the everyday heat. Let’s get to know each other a bit better, here under the branches of the poet’s tree.
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fuzzy feelings poetry

[personal profile] jjhunter 2013-02-17 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Valentine's day has traditionally been a source of lots of unfortunately-worded-but-earnest love poetry. If you know of some poems that do it better, recommend them in this thread.
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Re: fuzzy feelings poetry

[personal profile] jjhunter 2013-02-17 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I really like the Peter Green translation of Catullus' #5.

5.
Gaius Valerius Catullus
trans. by Peter Green

Let's live, Lesbia mine, and love - and as for
scandal, all the gossip, old men's strictures,
value the lot at no more than a farthing!
Suns can rise and set ad infinitum -
for us, though, once our brief life's quenched, there's only
one unending night that's left to sleep through.
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred,
then a thousand more, a second hundred,
then yet another thousand then a hundred-
then when we've notched up all these many thousands,
shuffle the figures, lose count of the total,
so no maleficent enemy can hex us
knowing the final sum of all our kisses.


Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum severiorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
soles occidere et redire possunt:
nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux
nox est perpetua una dormienda.
da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.
dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus.
aut ne quis malus invidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.
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Re: weekly roundup thread - general poetry news

[personal profile] zirconium 2013-02-17 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Joanne Merriam is putting together an issue for Eye of the Telescope on the theme of immigration. Details: http://eyetothetelescope.com/submit.html
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Re: fuzzy feelings poetry

[personal profile] zirconium 2013-02-17 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm fond of Margaret Atwood's Variation on the Word "Sleep"
Edited (typo) 2013-02-17 22:57 (UTC)