Sunday, March 2, 2014

In Search of Expression



wikipainting.org
Gustave Courbet, 1841
Portrait of Juliette Courbet as a  Sleeping Child






Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.


Robert Frost





Dreams flit around the periphery of consciousness
finding their home
in pockets of reverie
before sleep leaves the sleeper

and in those fragile moments in which sleeper remains so bound


emotion fingers the soft tendrils of thought

its search for expression

a lingering bit of fog

in which we find our best, and most deep

sense of ourselves on paper.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014

Thank you to those who thrive in the Garden



29 comments:

  1. emotion fingers the soft tendrils of thought . . . love that.

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  2. most deep sense of ourselves on paper...yep. smiles.
    that second stanza is beautiful audrey...

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  3. Frost is wonderfully carried forward...beautifully captivated that precious moment of creation...

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  4. It's been a long time since I wrote on paper... ~

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  5. I love that quote - it says so much about the well-spring of poetry. You have created a very fitting portrait of the poet dreaming up poems in her sleep.

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  6. I love the gentle vibe of your poem ... very nice.

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  7. Exquisite....I don't see my other comment...???? Well, I said, as always, that you are gifted.

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  8. This is so very lovely ... truth wrapped in the beauty of your words.

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  9. absolutely love this! the parallel between sleeping and finding yourself on paper. oftentimes it feels as if writing poetry is dreaming while being awake.

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  10. The way you go from dreams to paper... yes that's poetry.. great defintion

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  11. I love that quote too ~ I specially like this part of the muse ~

    its search for expression
    a lingering bit of fog

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  12. I can relate to that experience. And you have conveyed it so beautifully. :)

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  13. I relate so well to this, especially:
    "most deep
    sense of ourselves on paper."

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  14. the tendrils of thought and lingering bits of fog--a wonderful way to put all this--thanks, Audrey. k.

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  15. This piece is as lovely and as exquisite as “those fragile moments”. The line: “emotion fingers the soft tendrils of thought” – perfect (particularly when pinned against the title).

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  16. Yes...Audrey, so true. Lovely...

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  17. So fitting....the fog tendrils and I agree, these are the deep pieces of ourselves. Beautifully expressed, Audrey.

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  18. Audrey, I like the idea of finding our best and deepest sense of self on paper. So true. It is oftentimes true, I believe, that we ourselves find out just who we are when we sit and pen our thoughts.

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  19. I agree, everything happens on paper. A lovely write, Audrey!

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  20. I agree, everything happens on paper. A lovely write, Audrey!

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  21. Sensational - both the lines you wrote and the quote. Frost really does inspire and I am so glad he reached out to your mind in this way xo

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