Category Archives: Poetry

“A Lesson in Poetry” – An Exercise in Deliberately Self-Important Fiction

Posted on February 6, 2013 by julian peters comics

Jack stared broodingly out the window at the falling snow, and as he did so, he reflected that he himself was like that snow, ethereal and pure, fallen down to earth only to be trampled underfoot by unfeeling, indifferent passersby, … Continue reading →

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Stepping Out For A Walk in Verdun on A Sunny Day

Posted on November 20, 2012 by julian peters comics

Church bells from the high clouds swinging sunlight Through the branches swaying stair rails Gleaming star-crossed parents passing Red and gold brick streaming Past the corners of my eyes. Facades crumbling cement beavers Flying through the phone lines swooping Foliage … Continue reading →

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On The Palace Steps (Aux marches du palais)

Posted on October 22, 2012 by julian peters comics

Here is my translation of a famous French folksong/lullaby from the seventeenth century, followed by the original French version (note that in the song each line is repeated twice). The best part of the original lyrics is the surprising last … Continue reading →

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Contemporary and Classic Poetry versus Contemporary and Classic Art

Posted on October 19, 2012 by julian peters comics

I came across this beautiful and moving English Renaissance morality play, entitled “Francesca’s Folly”, which happens to have been written only a couple of years ago, in Canada, by Tara Kathleen Murphy: http://www.chestnuthallmusic.com/camerata/Michaelmas/downloads/FrancescasFolly-Libretto.pdf This led me to reflect on the … Continue reading →

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Oh dinosaurs, where are they now the days – A Poem

Posted on October 16, 2012 by julian peters comics

Oh dinosaurs, where are they now the days When we lingered together on the terrace of the morning? I was too young then, alas, to hear your warning That all that on this Earth draws breath is lost in the … Continue reading →

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