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Have you experienced poetic Jouissance?
(A lone voice whispers)
Have you emptied your soul late at night
All alone
Wrote words to lay on top of the white marble altar of poetry's grey tombstone
If you have
You're not one of the crowd who follows fashion and directions from secret social conditioners
For in that hour of self awareness
You embrace something so magical
While in that quiet solitude
Alone in that room
Solitude
Not to be confused with loneliness
For you are surrounded by The Spirits of the Twenty-Six Letters
Who waits for the call to start swirling
Seeking rebirth on paper
Or other forms of scrying mirrors
A new life for eager eyes to see
To maybe treasure
From land or sea
Wherever they be
And to you
Death will never conquer, for your words will echo like ringing Christmas bells
Into eternity
In the Vast Halls of Apollo
For in time
All poetry is constant and collected
In a great never-ending room in the Akashic Records
The Past
Future and the Now
Hum to drums playing pagan tunes of happiness and sorrow
For the hordes to read poems at their leisure for pleasure
To find just something they need in whatever they read
So fear not
Rejection or criticism
Fear not
Judgement or lament
For the gift you share
Is heaven sent
Passed down like a golden trophy from The Spirits of Twenty-Six Letters
From the gilded Halls of Apollo
In a gentle breeze
For they can feel your intense need
Sweeping down their misty plains and green wild hills
Like the last charge of Genghis Khan
For them to answer
With hidden scrolls
Filled with clues to write poetry
To satisfy the thrilling call of illuminated souls
Seeking
Jouissance
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Noun:
Jouissance
Physical or intellectual pleasure, delight, or ecstasy.
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John DuffyASY
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