Reflection 20 mirrored Summer’s Sunset Soliloquy, which mixed balancing mental health and sunbathing in the top half of the poem; with balancing positive and negative attitudes and behaviour towards people in the bottom half.
Here’s Reflection 20 of 121 in 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections:
Strength and Death
In youth I felt strong enough to die.
In middle-age I feel my strength dying.
In old age I expect to feel death strengthen.
Cycling the Tour de France must be a great way to travel, but hard work. Travelling independently for a long time is the same, but different, in a greenYgrey kind of way. Both can be inspiring, and inspire a feeling of freedom. It can seem an illusion afterwards, but was real at the time. All feelings are transitory illusions between birth and death; probably never based on the whole truth, or actual reality of a situation; not that there is an actual reality, as every event has many angles; to be observed from the inside or outside, left or right, up or down.
Reflection 19 of Marc Latham’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflectionswas Travelling with Janis Joplin. Janis left an unhappy youth in Texas and found fame in the California music scene, but never really found happiness, becoming disillusioned with hippy hypocrisy before dying of a drugs overdose in 1970.
Travelling with Janis Joplin reflected the Folding Mirror poem Art of Humanity, which was posted on fmpoetry.wordpress.com in July, 2011; yes, nearly four years ago. The reflection was:
searching for confirmation
only freedom to lose.
New Folding Mirror Poem
It’s only a small reflection, so I thought I’d ask Marc to create something new for all you poetry and philosophy lovers, as you may have been waiting eagerly for new material since my last thrilling appearance on this here lil blog.
Marc duly obliged, writing a poem entirely about Janis Joplin, in a biopic kind of way. It provides some factual information about Janis told through an imaginary meeting.
life seems without meaning
until you see death
providing a finishing line
and then the game begins
you choose your best side
trying to stay alive instead of die.
Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, satirical comedy poetry correspondent at the greenYgrey inspired by legendary Romantic poetWilliam Wordsworth. I hope you don’t mind a morsel of middle-age maudling in the above introduction.
There’s double news today, to match the double reflection that reflected The Futility of Life and Death in 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections. Futility of Life and Death was published on fmpoetry.wordpress.comin April, 2011.
It’s great that greenYgrey is headlining the poster of Glastonbury, England’s premier music festival, line-up bill this year, supported by the likes of Blondie, Metallica, Kasabian and Fatboy Slim.
The first part of Reflection 18, which mirrors my introduction more than Glastonbury’s fun vibe, although Lana Del Ray is playing there and has said similar recently, was: ‘I’ve fantasised about creating life, but dreamt about ending my own more. Suicide was my parachute, knowing it was there helped keep my plane on course when it was in trouble.’
South American Football Good News Story
After the Luis Suarez biting incident it could be easy to forget what a good world cup Brazil has provided so far, and the positives of South American football. Neymar and Messi have delivered for Brazil and Argentina, but the best South American football has probably been played by Columbia and Chile.
There was a nice touch at the end of Columbia’s third game, when they sent on reserve goalie Mondragon for the last five minutes of the game. At 43 he became the oldest player to play at a World Cup, and also became the oldest player to gYgboo (greenYgrey boomerang) too! Not bad work for 5 minutes of time!!
Reflection 18 (2)
However, the second part of Reflection 18 is more in line with Suarez’s bite! Although it’s more about bipolarity and depression in the mind than actual vampires!!
Vampires are All in the Mind
Molars dig deep
through unconscious neck
into conscious brain
draining lifeblood from mood.
serotonin drains away
you join the living dead
for another day.
There’s a new Folding Mirror poem on fmpoetrywordpress.com, and it’s one close to our hearts, as it combines the two things most important to a werewolf: a human and a wolf. Yes, it’s a poem created by a human about a wolf.
While there are many examples of wolves making friends with humans, and even bringing up human babies, such as the Remus and Romulus legend about the founding of Rome, there is no existing evidence of a wolf writing a poem about humans… or anything else for that matter. Wolves are too busy being wolves, and doing wolf things!
I am life, until I am death. It might seem that middle-age is half way between the two, but you are much longer dead than alive. In one body anyway. So in middle-age you are still life. Moreover, your life might live on through your descendants, or you could be reincarnated, or just your life remembered in memories, history and the arts.
I hope you don’t mind the slightly maudling introduction, but I’m just trying to connect Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem with the next reflection from his 242 Mirror Poems and Reflectionsbook.
I fear I may have indulged in a little introspective philosophising myself.
Our age is one of great importance,
for it is the only one we’ll know.
New Mirror Poem
That reflection does have some connection to Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem, freshly imported into the greenYgrey world today.
After the top half of the poem focuses on natural inspirations in the outer world, the bottom half focuses on how our mind interprets those prompts. Here it is:
Entrancing Haze, Thoughtful Phase
moon never told a story
ocean didn’t create a rhyme
but waves can sound sublime.
sun wouldn’t sing a song
air can’t write musical lyrics
but wind can breeze idyllic.
natural noise, interpretative imagination
hearing sounds sparks creative cell
nervous system neurons spark new
ingenious ideas begin to brew .
however our brains have evolved
knowledge from more silent times
cultural memes travelling laid lines.
The impression given by Malling and Fearnley-Whittingstall was that they thought it was healthy for a society to investigate and discuss the negative sides of their collective cultural psyche, and that it was probably their free press and open thought tradition that made Denmark one of the most free and progressive countries in the world.
Poetry also does this of course, including my human parallel, legendary Romantic poetWilliam Wordsworth. Yes, regular readers will probably have guessed that it’s the greenYgrey poetry correspondent, William Wolfsworth.
This search for truth and meaning is often done in music too, and one of the most innovative and legendary proponents of self-analysis and exposition is Alice Cooper.
Mirror Poem Reflection
So, after Marc Latham’s first poetry collection had bipolarity in the title, Alice Cooper’s greenYgrey Alice Does Alice album cover showing his two sides reflecting each other seemed a good topic for a Halloween Folding Mirror poem in October 2010.
The mirror image of personality and humanity has been a regular theme in Folding Mirror poetry. Vincent Furnier‘s Alice Cooper alter-ego allows him to investigate and release his internal demons; demons that once sent him into alcoholism and a sanatorium.
Societies that have the freedom to analyse and criticise themselves, with a free press and human rights, should be healthier in the same way as Furnier is now, while societies that do not have the same reflection and release will probably grow more demonic.
Is happiness a neglect of duty? It seems that avoiding bad news is the best way to be happy if you’re single, unattached and comfortable financially. Travel can give you that freedom to be happy, as you’re away from the usual concerns you have at home.
At home you feel like you can and should try and make a difference, even if the political system ultimately seems to do what it wants anyway.
However, when travelling or on holiday you can have other problems, such as feeling isolated or hassled.
Even if you escape humanity you can be left wondering why the world is the way it is, and if there’s any point to existence.
Of course there are good times too; and times when the world seems all wonderful and perfect.
I think that’s what Marc Latham was trying to say in his Mine Bipolar Mindpoem available from the above link on fmpoetry.wordpress.com and included in his 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections book along with Reflection 13, which premieres online below:
You cannot escape –
thinking you’re free
one side of the mind
on the same body.
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