I have been wondering, what exactly are we missing when we communicate through text- based technology? I want to explore the idea of non-verbal communication and how… Read more “Nonverbal Communication Versus Reading Between the Lines”
Category: Poetic Therapy
V&E Poetic Therapy: The Lady of Shalott & Rites of Passage
Lady of Shalott and Rites of Passage The Lady of Shalott is a poem about the tension between the internal and external world; a rite of passage for… Read more “V&E Poetic Therapy: The Lady of Shalott & Rites of Passage”
V&E Poetic Therapy: One Art
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…
Not knowing when the Dawn will come
Can you unpack this riddle? Not knowing when the Dawn will come, I open every Door, Or has it Feathers, like a Bird, Or Billows, like a… Read more “Not knowing when the Dawn will come”
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
by William Butler Yeats 1919
I’m curious, how does this poem make you feel?
Is this simply a response to the traumatic WWI, and if so, why is our response to trauma to end it all? To believe that it is all ending?
Voice of the Voiceless: Great Spirits
I am addressing those great spirits who face this violent opposition. Mediocrity is rewarded. This is true and this is real. Be mediocre and it will open many… Read more “Voice of the Voiceless: Great Spirits”
Contraries
Without contraries is no progres- sion. Attraction and repulsion, rea- son and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence. From these contraries spring what the… Read more “Contraries”
A Question Answered?
From William Blake’s poem: A Question Answered. What is it men in women do require? What is it women do in men require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire. Do you accept this answer?
vehemence & emergence 