tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1815203981220831859.post2739394600512953657..comments2024-02-15T23:43:42.179+11:00Comments on poetry & ideas: THIS WRITING LIFE, #4collectedworkshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10768731698615085925noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1815203981220831859.post-87707041611890586902014-09-24T00:45:43.776+10:002014-09-24T00:45:43.776+10:00hi ROB, I cant remember if i saw this at the time....hi ROB, I cant remember if i saw this at the time... sorry... Thank you for the comment & the Wheel poem... Can well imagine the 'tragedy as [excuse for] admonition against taking up poetry' by certain authorities... Ive been distracted by Shop biz.. try to get back into normal writing life soon! My best email is, kris.hemensley@gmail.com<br />Cheers for now,<br />kriscollectedworkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10768731698615085925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1815203981220831859.post-57593157451289929472014-07-13T14:47:12.044+10:002014-07-13T14:47:12.044+10:00Hi Kris,
Catching up on my reading. Inasfar as co...Hi Kris, <br />Catching up on my reading. Inasfar as contemporary Chinese poetry is read and discussed at all, Gu Cheng is well known in these parts, the big Chinese cities. This said, his work seems to have been "harmonised", i.e. his tragedy as an admonition against taking up poetry, with vague warnings against the journey West and what pernicious reefs are unencountered. So yes, pretty damned relieved that it all didn't happen here on native soil. (On another matter...I've misplaced your email address...and I wanted to send you this recent little poem, which for some reason set me to thinking of you!) <br />Cheers, <br />Rob<br /><br />___________________________<br /><br />THIS WHEEL<br /><br /><br />These dinosaur rivers <br />the wheels of chariots<br />the so-called joy of angels<br />leaving on a marvellous spree<br />hammerhead & inside loop<br />(the details aren’t important)<br />if my memory serves me well<br />the devils hide in the crannies<br />where the angels get short sticks<br />meanwhile by the riverside I sit<br />arms-length & long spoons divided<br />supping with a band of demons<br />looks like the wind is picking up<br />dark clouds now are sailing past<br />the spokes have turned inward<br />don’t know how long this will last.<br /><br /><br />© 2014 Rob Schackne<br /><br />Rob Schacknehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03472139702551957034noreply@blogger.com