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The Angel of the Wild Monastery
He giggles at monstrosity
He ridicules the crown
He makes the raindrops hesitate
When they ponder falling down
He stalks the very timid
He runs away from love
His servant is the madman
His messenger the dove
When he speaks unto the garden
Each rose becomes his friend
When he speak unto the people
They lose their petals in the wind
Passion is always still for him
And reason is a flame
So neither philanderer nor scientist
Will ever know his name
His words are made of velvet
He wears a thousand eyes
His wings are made of music
They warble as they rise
He whispered into the ear of Frost,
Who began to drop his pen,
That the world which he spoke of
Will have a dual end
They mention him in rituals
His heart’s the trembling beat
He smiles from the harvest moon
While the farmer cuts his wheat
His sang sweetly in the Beginning
To the rising of the Light
He’ll dance fiercely in the very End
To mingle Day and Night
He has lunched with all the spirits
And parented a seer
His identity is rather vague
But that’s the world, my dear
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Oh, well (blushing and shufflin my feet), I don't know what to say to that.
I'd disagree about being on different levels. I like to think poets are all on the same plane of talent; they just express it in different ways. :)
Ah, I'm honored by your enthusiasm, and I'm tempted to respond in all caps to match your high energy level.
Oh thank goodness. I don't have many huge fans.
I'm in complete agreement, and I'm very glad to know him. :)
That stanza was quite vague, which I didn't realize till now. To answer your question, I will ask you to read Robert Frost's poem 'Fire and Ice.'
Sometimes I really think that these teenink profiles are not big enough at all :)
Once is one of my all-time favorite movies, and, funny enough, I discovered the sound track before I even knew that the movie existed. That's how I fell in love with it. I discover music in the funniest ways, or at least, I used to. I need to stop listening to Pandora radio so much... I love George Winston so much that I just had to introdue him to my piano-playing friend, I hold both of them in equal regard. Somehow or other, I've managed to aquire the talent of pretty easily recognizing George's music on the radio, but he has such a unique style anyway.
My little brother and I adore Dan In Real Life, I call him my movie buddy just for that :) Steve Carrel is so versatile.
Thankee prettily, kind sir, the compliment is easily returned. I will take this moment as an opportunity to say that my mom, and myself included, hold you in the highest regards for liking Leonard Cohen.
You listen to George Winston? Incredible! I never thought I'd know another teenager who could appreciate his beautiful piano music. And Glen Hansard? He's the man! And he was great in ONCE. His voice is so very powerful.
And, my goodness, you've seen 'Dan in Real Life?' I can't possibly describe how much I liked that, how happy and sad it made me.
I'll forget all attempts at eloquence to note: you're awesome. :)
