Says Mr. Dennis Siluk, when
asked to review his poetry
somewhat, for he hesitates
all the time when I ask him
to so; I can tell you. Anyhow,
he said to me (responding
more on poem #728, "Derivative
Echoes"): "Figurative
language, meaning words used
to refer to something that
you don't really mean, is
used here to make noises,
as are metaphors sometimes.
Probably the reason I used
figurative language imagery
here was to tie the ideas
and feelings my poem [s] expresses
[ness] to the physical world
in which I want it to exist."
He lost me somewhere along
the line, but it sounded good
when I read the poems. Rosa
Penaloza.
The Bear-men of Qolqepunku
(or: the magical ice of Peru)
(Foreshadow)
High up in the Andes of Peru
The Ukukus wander on
Glacier, frost and snow
Dressed in furry clocks and
masks
They trek to find the mountains
ice
Of sacred healing powers
The Bear-men, they are called:
In the old language of the
Quechua;
Guardians of the ice
They cut the ice in solid
blocks
Carried on backs, down mountain
paths,
To family, friends, and livestock
Ah! Sixteen-thousand feet
high, comes
A pilgrimage Qoyllur Rit i’
…
Year, after year, after year.
The Bear-men—, silently
watch
Their glacier, slowly disappear
As if in thin air!...
They’ve now decide
to leave the ice
The magical ice of Peru, in
place
As warming temperatures rise…
This is helping the Ice Cap
Evaporate, in the 21st Century—
Perhaps this is a whisper…
“Is this the world’s
end?”
#731 6/17/05
Derivative Echoes
I would show you love in
a handful of clouds—
Could I find the clouds,
and find the love;
And is it love one is really
looking for?
Fallen angels had love from
heaven,
And chose lust in place, on
earth…!
In hell one loves lust and
thus, would be
Unhappy in Heaven I imagine…;
Ah! Maybe allusions is the
strand we’re
Looking for…? We’re
living for…
We live in the age of imagined
howling
…with aches and pains
in the mind
Fear of death—nymphs
(well dressed)
Schoolmasters serving children
a blotted
Light; perfect pitch, more
questions than
Answer; disrupting the harmonic
balance!...
#728 6/2005