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Nighthawk's Dreams and Selected Poems by Thomas Hardy, J.R.R. Tolkien, Shakespeare Book

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  • Nighthawk's Dreams and Selected Poems by Thomas Hardy, J.R.R. Tolkien, Shakespeare
  • Written by author Jesse Arbour
  • Published by Polar Bear & Company, January 2003
  • Poems by Jesse Arbour, selected poems by Thomas Hardy, J.R.R.Tolkien, Shakespeare; introducing Nikki Canelli & Emily du Houx; with 21 halftone Illustrations: drawings by Cory Harrill, photographic art, i
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Poems by Jesse Arbour, selected poems by Thomas Hardy, J.R.R.Tolkien, Shakespeare; introducing Nikki Canelli & Emily du Houx; with 21 halftone Illustrations: drawings by Cory Harrill, photographic art, including fine art nudes, by Vance Cornell and from the Creative Photographic Art Center in Lewiston, Maine, by Dr. Thomas Dunn Jr., Steve Carleson, and Erin Sobodacha, and from Nihon University in Japan, details of the photographic art of Takafumi Suzuki, and including the painting "Goddess" by Kit Monroe. Some branches of the poetic themes in mythology's roots.
 
There is a special place poets discover. A place far away from the madding crowd where myth and legend come to life. A place where love becomes a reality. When creative souls access this place and share their findings with us they begin to heal our psyches. They bring us adventure, peace and hope.
 
 
 
Summer's Eve With The Birds of Paradise
  I sat often upon those dirty Boston streets,
crouched in the shadows of many passing feet;
lost in the gloominess of the river's fog,
all choked up by the factories' unbreathable smog.
Wishing for a summer's eve with the Birds of Paradise,
those, which flew far above watered fields of rice;
those whose melodies sounded too distant to hear,
overrun by the loud endless development of countless years.
 
Before riverboats filled the air with coal dust and steam,
before trains ran on through mountain streams;
before everything was ruined to suit our device,
I would have enjoyed a summer's eve with the Birds of Paradise.
Before machines cleared out acres of forest,
I might have lived better by hearing their chorus;
church bells might have sung sweeter songs,
voices might have sounded pleasant amongst the throngs.
 
People might have turned earwards to the sky,
just to hear the Birds of Paradise singing on high;
alas! greediness replaced their thoughts of being nice,
then no more summer's eve with the Bird of Paradise.
No more ornamental colored wings filling the skies,
no more places to hear a silver eagle's cries;
no more falcons piercing the rats, in a battle's raid,
no more weeping willows in which for them to shade.
 
Then one summer's eve, a song rang throughout the street,
far above the pitter-pattering of never-ending feet;
"I have nothing to give to the world,
except for the pretty heart of a fair maiden girl,
hidden 'neath the torn dress of a raggedy anned brat;
everyone thinks so, but I just don't bother with that.
I love myself, and all of the dirt clung to my skin;
what's outside is outside, but what's inside is beauty within.
 
"The world has moved on to think only nasty thoughts,
but I, I have learned to connect the proper dots,
and come out with a picture that's beauty to be seen,
for I came once from valleys that were ever so green,
where the air was filled with every pleasant song around.
I will teach who love me forever that such things can be found
within the hearts of those who search 'cause they believe
in the Birds of Paradise singing 'mongst a warm summer's eve.
 
Love was the answer to finding beauty enough to suffice,
and bring back that summer's eve with the Birds of Paradise,
who would again fly high above watered fields of rice;
and though the birds were rare, people could still make it nice.
2000 Lucas Nighthawk

 


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