one boy, the brother of a girl I barely knew I still think of him every last monday in may his name somewhere on the Wall
For those of you who may not be familiar with the reference, this tanka-style poem is written about the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, D.C. In the 1960s, a girl in my church lost her older brother in that war. It was the closest that the conflict ever came to me, but I remember it to this day. The omission of certain letters normally capitalized in intentional; I wanted Wall to be the only one.
I haven't been posting much to OSI lately, and I thought I should just mention that this will probably continue. I'm currently working on a new poetry manuscript, and find that I want all my poetry energy for it. That doesn't mean I might not drop by sometime if the Muse permits, and I hope to join up again at some point. I will be continuing with this blog, just not joining in OSI. I'll miss you guys; happy writing to all!
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.