The Call to Venus
(A lone voice whispers as a ceremony begins)
Candles lit
In brazier pit
Like a reborn Prospero
Music playing
As offerings
Are lit
To summon the universe
And all who goes
To step in and commit
Guardians in
The Great In-Between
Guard us
And all our kin
From all unseen
Who flows
White lights
Bound
Around our homes
To guard against ghouls
From loosened tombs
Floating around like red balloons
We pray tonight
For astral protection
In all our rooms
As
Candles lit
In brazier pits
Burn
With
Music playing
As sandalwood offerings
And Christmas ferns
Are used as keys
Of devotional angelic magic
To turn away
All who conspire
And drink from the Devil's Urn
As we call to you
Venus
For protection
As the Great Wheel
Turns
So
Come our sceptre-bearer of harmony
And love to cope
Do ut de
Dum vivo
Repleti spe
(‘I give that you may give.
As long as I live. Filled with hope.)
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
How vast the view of Death!
Sure, it’s a certainty,
That's why many fear it,
From children to adults,
Are you first to admit?
How vast the view of Death!
Some long for the Reaper,
To save them from their pain,
They think Death will cure them,
But it would be in vain.
How vast the view of Death!
Some think they can escape,
How cautious they will be,
But from his icy grip,
Never could you be free.
How vast the view of Death!
From the Old Man and Eye,
To the two lovers star,
Perhaps Prince Prospero,
Trust me, you won't get far.
Written on April 7th, 2022
Sponsored by Constance La France
Form M- Monchielle - New Poetry Contest
To all I see, I bid a gracious hello.
I am a magician by trade, and my name is Prospero.
I was once Duke of Milan twelve years ago.
However, I was deposed by my treacherous brother Antonio.
With my daughter Miranda, on this island I now dwell.
Also, there is a spirit who goes by the name of Ariel.
I can also mention a creature half beast, half man.
This incorrigible soul goes by the name of Caliban.
I understand Antonio is aboard a ship at sea.
Some other adversaries keep him company.
Let me sink their ship in a storm, and have them come to me.
based on the play "The Tempest" by William Shakespeare
Narciso
Dezembro desde sempre
é mês dos narcisos
a flor mais poetizada
desde sempre.
Narcisos, símbolo do
renascer e da prosperidade
para o bom e prospero trabalho
e para alcançar seus sonhos.
Sonha com o amor?
Cultive narcisos
sonha com mais
agradeça e sorria
junto com narcisos.
vivas ao dezembro,
vivas ao narciso
agora, em dezembro
com narcisos
faça mais e mais.
The wheelbarrow of Prince Prospero
pushed straightaway, like an arrow
it's passengers a motley farrow
not worth much more than a sparrow
it's aim and goal so very narrow
'tis horrifying to the marrow
EsperA
Ano Novo,
Espero...
Espero o momento da chegada
com os cansaços
e os ansiedades
de todas as chegadas...
Ano Novo,
Espero a tua vinda
a tua vinda,
em dia de lua cheia.
Ano Novo,
Hoje
A mente
[...],
sempre duvidosa,
desenha
interrogações
na
espera do Ano Novo.
Ano Novo,
Espero
Enquanto deixo
O coração aberto
para entrares.
Feliz e Prospero
ANO NOVO
Electron herders,
that's us. It began
earnestly late 20th century.
The first organic computers
using polymerase and qubits
came later. Weaponry
via numbers, words
magically appearing,
telepathy. Measurements
in which the last significant digit
is the Other. However
immediately depleted
our resources were,
antibiotics were always at the ready.
Forgetting what we knew,
reverting to austerity
because in times of prosperity
we forgot to be austere.
It's the uncertainty principle
taken to the nth degree
where the bad god resides,
Zeus, passionate, confused, obtuse.
Yes, we are electron herders
matter gatherers and shapers
of our time. Cancerous
cysts, irrational exuberance,
collective experience, experiments
gone well or wrong,
we were trying all along
to last forever. Flood and fire
saw to that.
Prospero was our answer
who threw his book
into the sea and wanted to be
mortal, meditative.
Find himself. We found
the world without the self
cornus to oxalis
orbitals and calculus
waves and particles
equally likely to be
within us as without us.
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