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Today in this 21st Century

Today I pull up the drawbridge

My domain

My castle

None may enter

 

Today I go to the mountain

My niche

My cave

None may find me

 

Today I commune with nature

My forest

My seashore

None may follow

 

Today I bid adieu for a while

My freedom

My retreat

None may know

 

Dean Fraser - The Quantum Poet (from Beyond Poetry) www.deanfrasercentral.com

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Dean Fraser

Wed 28th Aug 2019 12:59

The background to this poem is when I wrote it I had spent nearly ten months touring and I have to be authentic when sharing often poetry which often is personal when written, going on to then belong to everyone as I share with the public. After this ten months I just wanted to shut myself away, take myself off metaphorically to recharge myself and my creativity. I don't do that kind of touring now...lesson learned!

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Don Matthews

Wed 28th Aug 2019 09:49

Kate - this interests me.

"I love the dichotomy of this state of being...stay away from my exterior, but welcome in to my interior world"

I agree that we invite readers into our interior world..BUT..poets still want to hide/expose their interior world in anonymity The thing is when reading someone's work I don't know if it is them, someone else,or a general group.? The only way I know is if they identify themselves in their poem, and poets rarely do this. You therefore can't say they are inviting you into their interior world.

I guess I'm a rare exception in that I will expose my inner self on a public stage to strangers. And put my name IN the poem. e.g. My recent work on being bipolar. This leaves no doubt it is a personal invitation into my world. It's not anonymous. It's me.

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Wed 28th Aug 2019 09:26

There's a stubborness of spirit that I love in this Dean, the fierce guarding of our interior. Yet as poets we expose our interior worlds all too often. I love the dichotomy of this state of being...stay away from my exterior, but welcome in to my interior world.

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