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Dante
by James Shammas (Age: 44)
copyright 06-16-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
No keyboards or lap-tops could mimic the fresh ink,
Its well, the quill, the pen. No, you hovered
Over paper or parchment, spread under your head,
Held high and firm, with eyes that saw clear through
The greasy film stuck to you, weighted down it was with
Long lineage, strung web-like and fragile with fear.

It was bestowed to you-- scribe of One--
To employ the gift of words for generations to come.
No jester could chime something louder, danced or sung.
The words that breathed such hot and labored breath--
The sweat, the oils and resins from porous hands--
Still tremble and jump, flinging your ancestor's rage
Which you tempered with far flung joy the sensibilities,
The joyous catastrophes, awakened from the still-roving dead.

I feel you still, through many lives lived,
Marching on my lap-- this book, primed from flesh
Made Word in my flesh too, alive, risen from frozen,
Lonely, still sobbing hearts, whose souls still wander,
Hither and thither outside my window; they wait
Like Virgil: for a thousand years is still no match for your
Spark, divine, an eternal moment bound up in Time.




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05-07-2006 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

The title caught my attention, and the poem kept it. Thank you for sharing this and for taking the time to pen your appreciation. And you're right... there's just something about actually WRITING down something vs. typing it... that makes it FEEL like art, like I've actually created something... sigh. I think I'm going to get off this computer now. LOL.
01-30-2006 James Shammas    

I changed the title and edited a lot in case some of the previous comments do not make sense.

Jim
01-11-2006 Richard Reed Jr    

I heard your voice come through here, loud and clear. I see a reverence of history, writers and mankind here. I don't know if that''s what you intended or not.
Rich
06-18-2005 James Shammas    

Thanks, all, for commenting. I originally intended this to be a tribute to the inspiration I feel for great writers and great books, but perhaps it has evolved to be a more spiritual or even religious piece. Who, exactly, for example, am I addressing in the poem? I guess it could be any of the great spiritual prophets of history.

Jim
06-18-2005 Brian Dickenson    

This conjures up a vision of a monk in his lonely cell, working by the light of a guttering candle, on a beautiful illuminated manuscript.
Thank you for this,
Brian.
06-16-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

That was well written mouthful! It flows well, but I would have broken it up differently. The things expressed here seem crushed into a small place. They are good words and a pause here or there would add much. Thanks, Anthony
06-16-2005 David Pekrul    

Words are eternal and well-written words are an eternal pleasure.
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