tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308476111836253756.post4786444072928175181..comments2023-06-19T04:45:03.558-04:00Comments on *Mnemosyne*: Feature: Douglas C Pugh Day 3Kerowyn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05427992468681976349noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308476111836253756.post-56017666464551328142009-09-08T23:39:28.704-04:002009-09-08T23:39:28.704-04:00Thank you both.
Chris I'm so glad my lunacy h...Thank you both.<br /><br />Chris I'm so glad my lunacy helped. To give a smile is the greatest gift.<br /><br />And Tim, I researched my family and came across legends. Not neccesarily of my family (I could only track that back to the 1780s) but of a local prince, who had the battle name of Arthur, was given a stone sword of office at the stone ring nearest to that family village. And of course is buried (with his shield of all things, something unheard of in those metal scarce days) in an untouched semicircle of five mounds, itself set on a now drained, man made island. The tale captivated me and yet made a legend more real.Dougnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308476111836253756.post-6953526271365648002009-09-08T23:08:17.919-04:002009-09-08T23:08:17.919-04:00Okay. This is a real treat.
"Bobcat" c...Okay. This is a real treat. <br /><br />"Bobcat" catches the thing just right. I live out in the boondocks, and a bobcat has come into my yard twice. Big sucker. Condescending expression across his smirking, whiskered, consonantal lips. The look both times said it plainly: "Yo momma!" (Both times I was safely inside looking through the back window).<br /><br />Then "Word Play." Indeed, so playful I actually smiled (distant planets slightly spazzed in perplexity). <br /><br />But the main course is "Morte Author." I get the sense that this could never have been written by someone not of that land. The soul of legends has crept into the DNA of this poet, and it is expressed in rich words and deep images. This thing is a real beauty! <br /><br />And before we get to the "authorial" entombment and occasional literary disinterment, we take a subtle and quick detour down the side road of ethics...of power, brutality, stupidity, and its eventual overcoming by mortal time.Tim Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02077264442946829918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308476111836253756.post-46485985802064743622009-09-08T20:02:52.850-04:002009-09-08T20:02:52.850-04:00Oh.. I love these.. Especially Morte Arthur and ...Oh.. I love these.. Especially Morte Arthur and Word Play.. .. absolutely excellent!! <br /><br />love the last line of "word play." ... premature matriculation... <br /><br />Made me laugh out load.... thank you.. You just turned a round a bad moment this evening with these three poems.<br /><br />Chris BrooksAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com