It is rare that i love a poem, there is a lit fest every year, quite near me, that i attend, but the modern poetry, i dislike. This poem of yours i love, especially, because i felt it.
"My name is the heart of the leaping salmon of Brea,
My name is the beauty arrayed in the light of the eyes of the dawn.
My name is the starry cloak of night and the shivering call of birds,"
Thank you so much. I love the old poetry too, some of the Victorian poets were brilliant with their descriptions, almost musical.... why English Literature was a separate lesson at my school in Ireland. Translations from old Irish poems are lovely too, but even then there are words that just have no translation into English. There is a lovely toast in irish that translated says: My pulse runs with yours. I love that.
(my pulse runs with yours) That is lovely. Deeper than empathy. Words are magic that can be used for the good. I believe that we have it within us to use them for the better. They get used against us plenty enough. I believe creativity rests more strongly in good hearted people, we can and will pull things right, eventually.
Thank you Jonathan... I love that recording... watched it all....I only used a fragment of The Rose of Amergin..... The word Rose was used for incantations I discovered recently. I have been delving into my History of Ireland that came to me when I was writing Cormac...such wonderful information in it... very Biblical like in that there are a lot of begats...going back centuries...lineages one would never think of... xxx..
Very informative and nice poetry, I thoroughly enjoyed this article.
happy you enjoyed it Teresa…a night-long typing experience… horizontal for most of the morning lol ***
It is rare that i love a poem, there is a lit fest every year, quite near me, that i attend, but the modern poetry, i dislike. This poem of yours i love, especially, because i felt it.
"My name is the heart of the leaping salmon of Brea,
My name is the beauty arrayed in the light of the eyes of the dawn.
My name is the starry cloak of night and the shivering call of birds,"
Thank you so much. I love the old poetry too, some of the Victorian poets were brilliant with their descriptions, almost musical.... why English Literature was a separate lesson at my school in Ireland. Translations from old Irish poems are lovely too, but even then there are words that just have no translation into English. There is a lovely toast in irish that translated says: My pulse runs with yours. I love that.
(my pulse runs with yours) That is lovely. Deeper than empathy. Words are magic that can be used for the good. I believe that we have it within us to use them for the better. They get used against us plenty enough. I believe creativity rests more strongly in good hearted people, we can and will pull things right, eventually.
Thank you Dwina, I love all the information and your inspiring poetry. I especially like this recording which you may like to see on 'The Song of Amergin' : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-FY6DgGwjJM&list=PLFHxcXpIMRvYsMh1Ry8j0OVMWmohu2ewd&index=15&t=111s
Thank you Jonathan... I love that recording... watched it all....I only used a fragment of The Rose of Amergin..... The word Rose was used for incantations I discovered recently. I have been delving into my History of Ireland that came to me when I was writing Cormac...such wonderful information in it... very Biblical like in that there are a lot of begats...going back centuries...lineages one would never think of... xxx..
Indeed, the information you have provided here is fascinating and I like the word Rose. I will look forward to the third Cormac :)