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Array ( [sid] => 61360 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Insular Nations [time] => 2004-08-25 12:32:57 [hometext] => In our search for clarity, isolation of Self presents an eminent threat. Whatever truth may reach us, our inclination is to ignore, reject, or otherwise deny it. Inherently, we are children: as such, we learn the hard way. [bodytext] => Dubious works behind the fingered
sieve, the hands that hide,

in the isolate depths
where insular nations lie,

peopled of those peevish scions

of desire, who would have
their hunger, when
satiety, long denied, is come--

in time-lost machination, these

conjure their cartography,
and, from center,
cast this island universe--

one universe, amid the many,
though nations be confined

to desert isles, where
natives raze the hands that bind. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 554 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Sagacious [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )

Insular Nations

Contributed by Sagacious on Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 12:32:57 PM in AEST
Topic: mystical

Dubious works behind the fingered
sieve, the hands that hide,

in the isolate depths
where insular nations lie,

peopled of those peevish scions

of desire, who would have
their hunger, when
satiety, long denied, is come--

in time-lost machination, these

conjure their cartography,
and, from center,
cast this island universe--

one universe, amid the many,
though nations be confined

to desert isles, where
natives raze the hands that bind.

Copyright © Sagacious ... [ 2004-08-25 12:32:57]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Insular Nations (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 12:45:08 PM AEST
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I don't pretend to understand this poem, but I agree that isolation is a harmful thing. Individually as well as nationally; although I've never thought of it on a national level before. I tend to isolate myself so I think of it that way because I know it is harmful to me as an individual. If I understood the poem, I would vote, however, since I don't, I can't...wish I were smarter. Darn.

Re: Insular Nations (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 03:18:54 PM AEST
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Wow.... wow..... PERFECT! Incredibly and utterly perfect, mon cheri ami! The depths of your words have no bounds, and grasps the heart in an unwavering clench... Solitude, surreal, beautiful.. I loved it! Like always, your poetry makes the mind work, and open our eyes even wider... Amazing. May your words be remembered forever. Thank you, dearest ami, for sharing this newest and splendiferous masterpiece! Can't wait to read your next one!! All my love to the family! Pour toujours votre ami!! La paix soit avec vous.

Sincerely and with love,

Stephy ::Fleur::

Re: Insular Nations (User Rating: 1 )
by artostuff on Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 07:00:47 PM AEST
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a trochal dilemma from these concave mirrors,
that day by day mould with grey, til at last we
settle for our own murders', a easy refraction
then the one beyond the grey.

a wonderful poem a deliverance of truth through as children, we are heedless to recoup...Thank you for a marvellous read.

Re: Insular Nations (User Rating: 1 )
by MsScissors on Thursday, 2nd September 2004 @ 01:13:13 AM AEST
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I suppose we could only hope to become an isle, who's natives could reclaim their kitchen ware, for the benefit of us all.

Re: Insular Nations (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 28th September 2004 @ 11:46:21 AM AEST
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a powerful write with gentle breath blowing all over it... hugs n' love nessa

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