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       Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 19, 2015, 10:43 am
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Misty_Blue Date: March 19, 2015, 10:53 am
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       Welcome!
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 19, 2015, 11:37 am
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       Welcome to Camelot Lady Gwen.
       Please make yourself at home.
       We are glad you discovered Camelot.
       Post anywhere you wish and have fun.
       And post as much as you please.
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: LadyGwen Date: March 20, 2015, 10:48 am
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       My Love
       my love
       thy hair is one kingdom
       the king whereof is darkness
       thy forehead is a flight of flowers
       thy head is a quick forest
       filled with sleeping birds
       thy breasts are swarms of white bees
       upon the bough of thy body
       thy body to me is April
       in whose armpits is the approach of spring
       thy thighs are white horses yoked to a chariot
       of kings
       they are the striking of a good minstrel
       between them is always a pleasant song
       my love
       thy head is a casket
       of the cool jewel of thy mind
       the hair of thy head is one warrior
       innocent of defeat
       thy hair upon thy shoulders is an army
       with victory and with trumpets
       thy legs are the trees of dreaming
       whose fruit is the very eatage of forgetfulness
       thy lips are satraps in scarlet
       in whose kiss is the combinings of kings
       thy wrists
       are holy
       which are the keepers of the keys of thy blood
       thy feet upon thy ankles are flowers in vases
       of silver
       in thy beauty is the dilemma of flutes
       thy eyes are the betrayal
       of bells comprehended through incense
       E.E. Cummings
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 20, 2015, 11:20 am
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       Love this Lady Gwen.
       Thank you so much for sharing.
       Please make yourself at home.
       Post away and have a blast.
       We will contribute to your thread today also.
       Thanks for being a valued member of Camelot family.
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 20, 2015, 11:58 am
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       Lady Gwen you can also create as many threads as you wish.
       We have unlimited space.
       We can show you how to create threads.
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 20, 2015, 8:42 pm
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       To Celia
       by Ben Jonson
       Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
       And I will pledge with mine;
       Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
       And I'll not look for wine.
       The thirst that from the soul doth rise,
       Doth ask a drink divine:
       But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
       I would not change for thine.
       I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath,
       Not so much honouring thee,
       As giving it a hope, that there
       It could not withered be.
       But thou thereon didst only breathe,
       And sent'st back to me:
       Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
       Not of itself, but thee.
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 20, 2015, 8:44 pm
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       One Art
       by Elizabeth Bishop
       The art of losing isn't hard to master;
       so many things seem filled with the intent
       to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
       Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
       of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
       The art of losing isn't hard to master.
       Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
       places, and names, and where it was you meant
       to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
       I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
       next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
       The art of losing isn't hard to master.
       I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
       some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
       I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
       —Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
       I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
       the art of losing's not too hard to master
       though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
       Elizabeth Bishop wrote a small handful of truly great poems
       such as "One Art," "The Fish" and "The Armadillo," and can
       probably be considered a major poet as a result.
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Clay Death Date: March 20, 2015, 8:47 pm
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       Time in Eternity
       by T. Merrill
       When you were as an angel in my arms,
       Had laid your bare head just below my chin,
       Your length pressed up to mine, entrusting charms
       My whole youth's starward longing could not win;
       With still the murmur of your love in me,
       Miracle-tones of all my lifelong hope,
       I wished that there might start eternity
       And seal forever that sweet envelope;
       And as it did, my thoughts are now for you
       As every star is blotted by the sun,
       And so the sun itself
       Has perished too,
       And with it, every dream of mine
       But one.
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       Re: Lady Gwen Poetry Cafe
       By: Misty_Blue Date: March 20, 2015, 9:55 pm
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       beautiful choices both.  What a lovely new thread!
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