Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Twenty Six letters of the English Alphabet and come they forth...w..o..r..d..s..


Words are things, and a small drop of ink
falling like dew upon a thought
produces that which makes
thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Lord Byron, 1788-1824

Words, those markers of thought, sounding within us, hanker for expression. Words, those marks upon paper, our own or that of another find their meaning within us. A poem, its meter, its rhythm, its rhyme, its structure, its pulse, calls for our attentive consideration. Within the words, the line, the totality of a poem, we to find meaning, inspiration, an accord, a resolve and yes, another question.

WORDS words

words for prayer words for play
for the faith and frolic of our day
for the politician's power quest
words chosen thought to be best
words that conjure thoughts of freedom, the held ideal
words to affirm a continued and favored appeal
words of the lovers passionate and sweet
to assure affectionate embraces when they do meet
words to praise and hold gratitude true
gems and jewels when bestowed upon you
words of inspiration holding to nature's grace
to bring us to another time another place
words of faith, vision and quest
within each held life's behest
the poet's game to choose words well
to touch those chambers where heart and soul dwell.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Image source: Wikimedia Commons: Still life with books and a violin, Jan Davidsz de Heem, Utrecht 1606 - 1683/84 Antwerp,
Signed and dated on the book at the centre: Johannes / de Heem / Fecit Anno / 1628
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This signed, Still life with books and a violin, of 1628 dates from the Leiden period of Jan Davidsz de Heem, generally regarded as one of the most important and multifaceted still-life painters of the Golden Age. De Heem painted six further still lifes with books while in Leiden, where he had settled in or before 1625.

The book page title is the name of a play: Rodd'rick ende Alphonsus, A play first performed in 1611, written by Gerbrand Adriaensz Bredero (March 16, 1585[1] – August 23, 1618[1]) a Dutch poet and playwright in the period known as the Dutch... Golden Age.

So here we have an artist featuring a playwright and a musical instrument... indeed the celebration of the arts!! As an artist and a poet, I am particularly fond of this complement of the arts.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

love this post...love words and admire those (like yourself) who put them to such beautiful use! Art comes in many forms...and there are soooo very many forms ;-) It has made living a delight!

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Theanne, Words and language have ever held a fascination for me. Wanting ever to know why a particular group of letters would be chosen for a word that was to mean or represent a particular 'thing'. This led me to the study of the origination and progression of the alphabet. Why a particular letter came to represent a particular sound grasped my interest and motivated my research. The reading program I have developed to teach reading to the dyslexic student grew from this early fascination. Here with pen and brush we have come to know one another and have come to share THE WORD. Much much love on to you.