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Sunday, July 3, 2011



Most often, the Words I Write are already inside my ...head (?) 
I discover them , as if  I've entered a secret room,
a  place where Dreams make love with Thought..
 CFT
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"Poetry is not a message. Messages are read and understood: 
I have a very intense dream world.
I receive 'messages'. 
I can feel it, but I do not understand..."

"Poezija ni sporočilo. Sporočila preberete in jih razumete: Imam zelo intenziven sanjski svet. Prejemam 'sporočila'.Čutim jih, a jih ne razumem, ..." 


(Thank you, Ivo Frbezar)



by


4065413
's review
Jul 01, 11 


5 of 5 stars
Read in April, 2011
anxious pre-Book-receipt insanity:
alas I have not read it yet...I did, however, hear the Author...discuss it...I am intrigued beyond words...
Waiting...
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April 12, 2011


Interim comments!


I am immersed in this extremely unusual novel, reading as slowly as I possibly can, while I feel desirous of devouring the Masterpiece in a single sitting. I resent the very Moments I must steal to type these words! Yet, I am unable to contain my thoughts. Mr. Phillips has gifted his Readers with Gold. I feel so involved with the quirky, intelligent, realistically portrayed characters and their lives, they stay with me Day and Night; the Author's insights into Humanity are striking and unrivaled; he expresses these Truths in myriad, flawless, seemingly magical manners.


The comedic, ingenious narrator's "autobiographical introduction" kept me rolling with laughter, although I even shed a few tears. The Author's Creativity is unrivaled; with his uniquely imaginative ease of describing his characters and their lives, the Reader constantly wonders "Is this true?" I saw what I can only describe as ~circles within circles, or ~mirrors within mirrors, as certain characters and events, having been available to the public, reflect actual aspects of the Author's Life...or do they??


As the pages become fewer, I feel a deepening sadness...I have tried to savour the Story, delicately, carefully, so as not to arrive at an end...The Play awaits...be still, my Heart! DO NOT MISS THIS NOVEL
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April 17, 2011


more Interim Comments
I could have swallowed this Book whole in a Night...but I starved meself a bit, & went to see the Bard himself, at a Reading in NYC's East Village :)


http://thedalove18.blogspot.com/2011/04/...


*Disclaimer: I am not a Reviewer; I'm a Poetess. Perhaps more importantly, I am a Reader.
I couldn't continue to ration the "Intro" part of this Novel any longer I simply could not bear the torture of saying good-bye to the characters. Instead, I gave them each a sad little wave, and a promise to visit again soon. Unable to restrain myself, I began the Play. I feel neurotic Joy and worry. I read so quickly, I am liable to swallow this whole, in a single sitting. Discipline. Must employ discipline.


The name of the Bard who composed this Masterpiece will resound for at least another 400 years in the Minds and Souls of Readers, Actors, Scholars...
I'm sure to write more when it's all over. I'll try not to spill tears upon this page. I have not enjoyed a Literary *jewel* as much as The Tragedy of Arthur since...Mr. Phillips' other Novels: Prague , The Egyptologist , Angelica , and The Song Is You .


Release is two ! Days away! I doubt the Literary World suspects the rich surprise which will soon be unleashed, to grace Universal Bookshelves. Save a special space for Arthur Phillips' amazing Gift !
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July 1, 2011


Due to Life ~stuff,~   bundled with the fear of  "I'm not a Book Reviewer,"  I am tardy in completion of my review of the *Play,* The Tragedy of Arthur , especially the second part of the Novel, which completely thrilled and amazed me. I thoroughly enjoyed every Word, everything EVERYTHING about this Play, which most certainly may have been composed by Shakespeare (or Shakespere).  I love the so - very - similarly -   Shakespearean humor, characters (flaws and lovely qualities, alike); era-appropriate-language, double entendre, iambic pentambric meter (which, endearingly, & so Shakespeareanly, often extends itself within a conversation spanning the lines of more than a solo character); I am enchanted by the extensive, oftimes modern, footnotes. The characters engaged my Heart, and I shall never forget any of them...They are multi-dimensional ~people.  The entire Book illustrates an intense love of Writing, of Storytelling; the Author showcases his ability to think and to Write layer upon layer of complex thought, multi-sensual imagery/feeling, plot, in "Seamless Circles" {Footnote below!} which I have not previously observed in any other Author of this Era...(I met Emily Bronte and a few other beLoved Muses mine who had passed before I read Arthur Phillips)... The Tragedy of Arthur may very well be immortalized as Mr. Phillips' most royally - crafted Masterpiece.




"seamless circle" are Arthur Phillips' own Words,
as mentioned in his recent essay for the Official Blog of the Library of America:
http://blog.loa.org/2011/05/arthur-phillips-probes-seamless-circle.html

Saturday, July 2, 2011

ardour's no release

Your cerulean eyes smiled down into mine,
The Seas rocked and tumbled our steamy sweet bed
Souls touched and kindled a blaze for all Time
I remember you Then - 
Do you recognize  me?




part deux


those two tiny marks on your neck lead into the vast House of your Soul
your deepening Soul...our Souls flow'ring Mountains ;
meeting nor meeting nor speaking with you
served to break the spell you cast upon my Mind,
only deepened Torture's omnipresent, omniPotent embrace 


(experiment à deux ?)

Monday, June 27, 2011

ConFluence (dedicated to Eudora Welty)

O! My Goddess! How you startle me!
You appear inside a Mirror
Like the Spirit of my Mermaid
Come to whisper of dark Oceans & ten temperamental Seas...

Dear Sweet Goddess, I adore thee!
Wise wide eyes weave wanton MoonBeams
Soft thighs open Desert Treasure
Like the Secret whispering sand dunes...

Won't you marry me?

Won't you wed me to my swarthy prince
My elusive gentle lover
(in our eyes he can't seek cover
In our eyes he can't seek cover
In our eyes he's lost for cover)
For our Hearts can see...

to be continued ....

Sunday, June 12, 2011

where Memories collide and slide your Soul to...


June 4, 2011

This Day agonizes
This Day is Beauty

This Day throbs and beats out Life's aching melodies;
Life's excruciating arms pound out her bass-line percussions
Her Rhymes whose meters never truly rhyme...

Life's most painful Day
only pretends, and
hides
softly sleeping bubbles,
The Mountains' ancient caressive "hush"...
They Hold her aches, Light her Stars in your ears,
If you choose to hear her Songs...
Climax inside This Achingly Beautiful Day

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Carnival

YesterDay's Carnival Air ached my Heart - I knew not why. 
My Heart *always* aches if I visit a Fayre
My child rode around in a little car & smiled;
the Music in his eyes tickled me to tears...
La gran rueda* spun lazily in a carefree Sky,
run by a man who'd arrived from afar, after an arduous, dangerous, 8-Day Journey...
I nearly cried: Joy at my child, while pain for my brothers, 
who run the juegos (rides) for other dad's sons, 
while they'd rather be home with their own...
May you be well, may Peace be with you, lads...

* rueda : wheel.... "la gran rueda" :  big ferris wheel

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

For Arthur Phillips, in anticipation of the publication of his controversial new Masterpiece, THE TRAGEDY OF ARTHUR


I count the hours til my voracious eyes
My Soul, my Heart experience his Work,
A controversial Masterpiece, I'm told
He puzzles MasterMinds of Medieval lore

Centuries melt with bold strokes of his pen
a New Bard born for Immortality;
Two Lives? Your eyes shine mirth in mirrored halls 
You tease, you thrill  the Minds of kindred Souls 


Who, Bard, in your gilt pages, plumed this play ?
I pray you be not jailed for stepping forth
To show the World the Greatness of a Scribe
Whose pen afloat in shadow ever lies...


 *********
http://www.arthurphillips.info/TheTragedyOfArthur/TragedyOfArthur.html


I'm now reading... & I am completely blown away. Mr. Phillips may have outdone himself!
I wish this book would never end...
http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/125383027 

**Photo ©Todd Evans**

April 10, 2011


Novelist, Arthur Philips, at the East Village's (NYC)
*KGB Bar,* reading from his new & controversial Book,
THE TRAGEDY OF ARTHUR.
 
The Book will be released on April 19, 2011, 
in honour of the BirthDays of Two Important Bards.  
Imagine! : These Geniuses were
born  on the very same Day, 
400 years apart. 
Mr. Phillips' Novel includes:

... Part I: a rollickingly humorous, imaginative, intricate,  perspicaciously - worked, page-turner of a Novel, about an eccentric & immensely lovable family. 
Mr. Phillips was *compelled* to write this Intro...
You will see why...

Part II: A recently discovered Play by William Shakespeare (?) !! , 

published in 1597! :)
http://www.amazon.com/Tragedy-
Arthur-Novel-Phillips/dp/14000

66476/ref=pd_rhf_p_t_2

http://www.arthurphillips.info

/TheTragedyOfArthur/TragedyOfA
rthur.html
http://thedalove18.blogspot.com/2011/07/tragedy-of-arthur-by-william.html  
*Photo by Todd Evans