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Post by GreenFerret on Apr 10, 2006 20:13:09 GMT -5
Have you ever been reading or listening to something, and a sentence, a phrase, or even just a word, suddenly struck you as just sounding perfect or maybe very beautiful/poetic? On this thread I thought it'd be cool if everyone could write down these kind of things that catch their eye, whether it's something you just read while browsing the talent section or something that's floated around inside your head since you heard it years ago. Tell where you saw it, if you can remember, and say a little something about why you like it. The one that sticks with me lately is the phrase "I drank the moon's reflection," from an old Persian (?) poem my roommate read to me a day or so ago. In so few words it describes the narrator's action, the condition of the night sky (at least somewhat clear of clouds), and the reflective quality of the water. Plus the words themselves arejust beautiful, in English anyway: moon, reflection. Ok, other people's turns now!
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Post by nats on Apr 10, 2006 20:16:03 GMT -5
mines just a bit in a book i read, and the guy says to the girl,
'I wouldn't let you fall'
he means it as in literaly but later on you realise it's more than that, and at the time it's just so romantic, i love the way it suonds, i wish someone could say that to me.
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Post by feyish on Apr 10, 2006 21:16:05 GMT -5
so many to choose from! here are a few:
"and you will know the truth and the truth will set you free." the Bible, John 8:32. it's true in so many ways!
"And you and I called over valleys of endless seas." my favorite band, Yes- And You And I. it's a very spacy, psychadelic love song.
"when there were enough years to look back on..." a phrase from To Kill a Mockingbird(one of my favorite books). it sums up that really, the whole book is about growing up and trying to understand the world in which you live.
"And I looked into the faces all passing by It's an ocean that will never be filled And the house that grows older and finally crumbles That even love cannot rebuild It's a hotel at best, you're here as a guest You oughta make yourself at home while you're waiting for the rest" Jackson Browne- Looking into you. (it's a song)
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Post by Tal on Apr 11, 2006 6:39:05 GMT -5
The first stansa from Alfred Noyes', 'The Highwayman'.
"The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding -Riding - riding - The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door."
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Post by Stranger on Apr 11, 2006 9:41:12 GMT -5
The last few lines of The Real Thing by Faith No More: Like the echoes of your childhood laughter, everafter Like the first time love urged you to take its guidance, in silence Like your heartbeat when you realize you're dying, but you're trying Like the way you cry for a happy ending, ending... The whole song is really beautifully worded, actually. Have a read.
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Post by urbanspaceman on Apr 11, 2006 12:33:04 GMT -5
It will have to be a song for me too. From 'How Will You Go' by Crowded House: 'Cause I want you to see, round the world, round the world is a tangled up necklace of pearls' I first heard this when I was 16 (way back in 1996) during the Crowded House farewell concert in Sydney. I've always loved these lyrics, and the beauty for me is in the final line, searching for the good things in life even though you will have to work at it. Maybe even looking for the good in something, when you don't notice it initially. Another one just popped into my head. To me, its one of the most moving yet positive things I've ever heard: 'British humourist Spike Milligan once recalled how he was in the throes of a nervous breakdown. Alone in bed and crying uncontrollably, he noticed his baby daughter walking towards his bed, arms outstretched. In her hand was a glass of water. She wanted to give something. Something to make it alright. This was all she could find'. The best eg of perfect intentions I've ever heard. Maybe a bit sappy, but I don't care.
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Post by nats on Apr 12, 2006 11:26:56 GMT -5
This is my favourite poem in the world
The sunlight on the garden Hardens and grows cold, We cannot cage the minute Within its nets of gold; When all is told We cannot beg for pardon.
Our freedom as free lances Advances towards its end; The earth compels, upon it Sonnets and birds descend; And soon, my friend, We shall have no time for dances.
The sky was good for flying Defying the church bells And every evil iron Siren and what it tells: The earth compels, We are dying, Egypt, dying
And not expecting pardon, Hardened in heart anew, But glad to have sat under Thunder and rain with you, And grateful too For sunlight on the garden.
-- Louis MacNeice
I love this, it's so romantic, i love the shakespeare reference in it as well.
my other favourite poem is:
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy; My sin was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy. Seven years tho' wert lent to me, and I thee pay, Exacted by thy fate, on the just day. O, could I lose all father now! For why Will man lament the state he should envy? To have so soon 'scap'd world's and flesh's rage, And if no other misery, yet age? Rest in soft peace, and, ask'd, say, "Here doth lie Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry." For whose sake henceforth all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.
This is just so sad, i love the bit about 'his best peice of poetry' that's the most beautiful way to describe a child,. I acutally felt like crying when i read this.
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Post by nats on Apr 12, 2006 11:28:27 GMT -5
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by. i love this too
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Post by Sigh on Apr 12, 2006 13:32:56 GMT -5
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by. i love this too Wasn't that one of the poems London Transport used for their 'poems on the buses/trains' thing a few years back?
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Post by Sigh on Apr 12, 2006 13:40:25 GMT -5
"Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love."
Hamlet - Shakespeare
A bit soppy perhaps but I like those lines.
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Post by nats on Apr 12, 2006 16:27:28 GMT -5
dunno about the london thing? only been to london once, i found it on a website
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Post by wagnerr on Apr 13, 2006 12:46:05 GMT -5
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Post by theinfiniteabyss84 on Apr 13, 2006 23:15:22 GMT -5
This is a poem from Alice in Wonderland, its very fun to read out loud, there is more, but I will just post a portion of it.
"Will you walk a little faster?, said the whiting to the snail. Theres a porpoise close behind me and he's treading on my tail! See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance! They are waiting on the shingle will you come and join the dance?"
~i.a.
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Post by feyish on Apr 14, 2006 0:02:05 GMT -5
that remind me, i also love lewis carroll's poem "jabberwocky" 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wade; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe... i always love how it is easy to understand the words that were supposedly nonsense. the nonsense makes sense lol.
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Post by nats on Apr 16, 2006 18:42:20 GMT -5
I love jaberwocky, it's brilliant, we studied it, it's all about language and rules of language and everything, really cool.
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