Flowering Suns

Art by Norman E. Masters


The True Poet, ris'n from Dream's Lost Pages
brings Primal Logos once more cleansed
by torrents pouring through the ages
in valleys washed by pure-love sensed.
With Mem'ry's sons:  the backward turner
and fair Prometheus heaven-sighted;
From past and future, each the learner
gifts the new-birthed Race unblighted.

That Race unlocks such rousing thoughts
that sleepers wake, reviving dead
in Christ by kneading plastic knots
of matter into risen bread.

Spreading anew the Prism's raying
by virgin speech:  "And God spake, saying."
~~ Pauline Fox
     July 3, 1984

This could easily be dedicated to "The New Poets" (as forerunners of the "new-birthed Race").

I was inspired by Walt Whitman's poem "Passage to India" -- He says that after all the world explorations are accomplished -- after all the Scientists have discovered their Knowledge -- then "The True Son of God Shall Come Singing his songs."

Poetry -- to my mind is The Highest form of Communication.

~~Pauline Fox (from a letter to nem)

"Poets are true translators of God." -- Shirley MacLaine

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The condition of true naming, on the poet's part, is his resigning himself to the divine aura which breathes through forms, and accompanying that. ...

For through that better perception, he stands one step nearer to things, and sees the flowing or metamorphosis; perceives that thought is multiform; that within the form of every creature is a force impelling it to ascend into a higher form; and, following with his eyes the life, uses the forms which express that life, and so his speech flows with the flowing of nature. ...

The expression is organic, or, the new type which things themselves take when liberated. ...

Like the metamorphosis of things into their higher forms, is their change into melodies.

~~Ralph Waldo Emerson

from "The Poet"

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"Poetry -- it lifts, it illuminates, it soothes... It reaches the spirit/is consistent with perfect tranquillity of spirit. There is no poetry without light."

~~John Burroughs


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"I look in vain for the poet whom I describe... Time and nature yield us many gifts, but not yet the timely man, the new religion, the reconciler, whom all things await.

"Doubt not, O poet, but persist. Say 'It is in me, and shall out.' ...The universal hours are counted... by growth of joy on joy. ... The universe is the bride of (thy) soul... Divinity is behind our failures and follies also. ...The world is full of renunciations & apprenticeships, and this is thine: thou shalt pass for a fool & a churl for a long season. This is the screen & sheath in which Pan has protected his well-beloved flower, & thou shalt be known only to thine own, & they shall console thee with tenderest love. And thou shalt not be able to rehearse the names of thy friends in thy verse, for an old shame before the holy ideal. And this is thy reward: that the ideal shall be real to thee, & the impressions of the actual world shall fall like summer rain, copious, but not troublesome, to thy invulnerable essence."

~~from "The Poet"

~~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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"Peace will never come to the world until its people learn to speak to each other in poetry instead of prose. Prose will lead humanity into dark and vicious paths. Poetry alone, spoken constantly, can save it."

~~Rabinath Tagore

True Poety is the Spirit of the Divine,
playing your heart-harp-strings.

[p. 74 -76, OUR VOICE, edited by Norman E. Masters, Dawn Vision Press, 1986]

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