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Naughty Novelties

NOVELTIES
by Thomas Campion
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Booksellers laud authors for novel editions
as pimps praise their whores for exotic positions.

This is my translation of a Latin epigram by the English poet Thomas Campion. In Campion’s era some English poets continued to write poems in Latin and/or Greek. For instance, John Milton and Andrew Marvell wrote poems in Latin, while Shakespeare was criticized by Ben Jonson, if I remember things correctly, for having “little” Greek and Latin.

Not being “versed” in the senior languages was seen as a deficiency in literary circles back then. Shakespeare was called an “upstart crow” for daring to write “litter-chure” without a proper university degree. How could he properly quote the ancients if he couldn’t read them in their original languages? The Bard of Avon was doomed to failure and obscurity … or perhaps not, since the English language was finally in vogue in England (where for centuries English kings had been unable to read, write or even speak the mother tongue, preferring French, Latin and Greek).

My title is a bit of a pun, because novels were new to the world when they first arrived, and were thus considered by the literary elites to be “novelties” not on par with more serious verse plays. Some of the more popular early novels were “subversive” (pardon the pun) explorations of sexual naughtiness, through characters like Tom Jones, Moll Flanders, et al.

Campion probably didn’t have such campy (enough with the puns, already!) novels in mind when he wrote his epigram, since the more titillating (cease! desist!) ones had yet to arrive. But perhaps he would prove to be a “profit” (I’m udderly hopeless!).

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Form: Epigram


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Again the machair blooms. Again these wild
Atlantic shorelines, battered but unbowed
as the marram grass, survive the wayward
blasts of winter, the silver sands endowed
with dancing colour, greeting the splendour 
of the budding year. A close bound repertoire 
of nodding harebells, celandines and thrift,
clover, thyme and tiny eyebright, near and far,
a sweeping backdrop to the wave-washed shore.
Sea campion, marigold and silverweed,
majestic iris, buttercup and mayweed,
bashful wild orchids, and a myriad more,
each in their order pays homage to the sun.
Bedazzling the eye, High Summer has begun.
© Peter Rees  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Summer Day Walk


Teardrops, petals, ruffles and lace,
on my summer day walk, I slow my pace.
Beautiful, yellow gossamer balls of Dandelion,
white blooms drooping on a growth of Campion.
Underneath a tree grows vivid Periwinkle and Nettle,
and beside a flowing stream is yellow and white Daffodil.
In an open meadow, I bend low to pick some wild Strawberry,
as the gentle breeze bends the Daisy, Poppy and the pink Tansy.
My hand sweeps the delicate Clover and the intricate beautiful Yarrow,
at last, turning homeward with a bouquet of blue Cornflower and Mallow.

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June 8, 2013

Poetry/Rhyme/Summer Day Walk
Copyright Protected, ID 06-484-282-08
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
Form: Rhyme

designing holy spaces

GOLD WINNER POEM: Allpoetry July 26
Prompt: Unveil poetic voyage upon walks nude in branches of woodland. 
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I hear Moon swinging in Sky
as skin connects with leaf veins
drinking nectar from wood anemone 
Great Mother Goddess booms
down onto squirrelled oak
soft bursting breasts baiting

filled with devotion, crimson veracity 
She swirling devours corruption 
red campion with foxgloves juicy 
my arthritic joints open to west wind
Her fat hands bloom blue daisies 
squirting mauve milk into dusty psyche 

struggling with fear unclothed cleaving 
these knees ache to leap in faith
dissolve with Her liquid eyes
into amber leaking droplets dying 
my arc a bark of passionate light 
sweat, scars, memory mingling 
with red ants into orange earth
pondering 

pores exude stagnant ignorance 
as I cadence move deeper into 
unknown depths of woodland 
where elevated elves await around 
sanguine smooth purple pond 
dragonflied 

alongside Great Mother I scale 
walls of Power, seeking mysteries 
to sprinkle into pink womb 
eternally loved —
dried galerina crackle beneath soles
as soul soars a poetic voyage
where the poor fall pollen grains 

remembering a white linen skirt
covered groin as I scrubbed 
monastery floors where now my
raw toes eat dewdrops glimmering 
scriptures unsung —
derobed as trunks of sycamores 
I see my digits become 
artefacts 

so my mocha stained belly 
absorbs Great Mother’s 
clarity ~ together our luminosity 
design holy spaces in a ferny 
forest sharing skills 
climbing crepe myrtle 
ecstasies —

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The Hedge

The hedge sat quietly on the side street while people passed by on their daily chores
She bathed in spring and summer so sweet as red roses and campion grew by her side watching and listening while family's grew and died
Meandering colours of Persian jewels daisy's and buttercups she shelters sunflowers reach the sky protected from the northern bluster
Sometimes she would get a trim to her sides
As she grew even higher birds made nests or sometimes stop to rest or hide from the sparrow hawk
She would listen to children play and adults talk
Wondering what life would be like to live this way
And when you pass by take a thought for the hedge stands today like her brothers and sisters throughout the globe
And even in the cold of winter refuge can be found
In the hedge


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to a twenty minute draw

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 " The Golden American" Beefy Hambone
to retain his world tilte.
( used a bassoon to knock his opponet sensless, to
score the pin)
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