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8th April, 1973 by *jahg:iconjahg:





Avignon knows that April has arrived;
a week has passed, and perfection closed -
who has seen the crazy life inside?

The Man recants, his life deformed, perhaps,
should shelter become intensified
and an easier existence found for tortured Art.

When War came, and open flowed expense,
can curling pleasure hurt the Earth
now that pain is documented?

In Heart's true strength the burden passed
into quiet ceasing moments; years;
fragrant pastures blaze in golden light.

She is softness, your Renaissance, old man;
ninety famous stretches, fulsome workaholic -
pretty Jacqueline, clothed at last; your love.
©2005-2009 *jahg
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Author's Comments

When Art's legacy strives to prove its worth, the light of reverence can show the strength of Reason and Endurance.

[Edit: Title altered at *Aladdin-Sane's suggestion.]

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Given 2005-07-04

8th April, 1973 by *jahg is a remarkable piece; although centred upon the life and memories of an individual - and requiring a little research to be fully appreciated - the careful detail and beauty of the phrasing means that in reading we sense fundamentals of existence that affect us all. It's rare to find a piece so human. (Featured by `ndifference)

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:icondipso:
Argh... its poems like this that prove im a complete idiot :/ I just cant seem to bend my head around it, atleast not without reading it several times. It might have to to with the fact that english is not my first language, or that i have a poem reading disorder.

However. i realy like a lot of the phrasing and flow of the text. and i especially like the last passage.

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That you have the strength to think yourself an idiot, and to state your thought publicly, lends proof that the thought itself is untrue. To be unmasked in front of others is to find Freedom, and the free are the most intelligent of all.

I'm pleased you like this piece, despite any problems you have with reading it.

Your signature text pleases me, too; that statement concerning Perfection is so very true with poetry as an art form.

Regards,

James
:icontappergurl:
It's confusing to read if you don't know what exactly what went on or any background of the situation.

Wonderful writing.
:iconjahg:
I can see how that would be, yes, although I'm sure a little research wouldn't hurt. ;)

Thank you very much.

Regards,

James
:iconthatguyonthestreet:
:D Got it. Amazing what typing in a date on wikipedia will do. :)

I must say, this is one of the better poems you've written. Maybe because it's fun. :nod:

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I'm so goth, I have a fishnet umbrella.

Still will put pink wig in front of wang and take photo for sex.
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Good to see more from you :nod:
And an Art piece on Art too :D

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:iconaladdin-sane:
Lol.

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