Magpie #97 Three Revealing Haikus For These Three Last Days of December 2011

Three Haikus For These Three Last Days of December 2011

Mind Over Matter

Men Manipulated You

BiPolar Episode?

What Do You Have On?

You Are Nothing But Baubles

Bubblehead Barbie

Light-Hearted Bubbles

A Revealing Revelry

Elative Fizz of Bubbly?

Have A Happy And Safe NEW YEAR 2012 EVERYONE~~cHeeRs!!!

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Thanks Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales for the above photo of Marilyn Monroe...

Cosmic Consciousness: What is IT exactly?

How CosmiC Consciousness Is kept at a CONSTANT unified circle of awareness; as life is a reflection of yinyang energies, Cosmic Consciousness is also a perfected place where these material energies collect. Here in the centremost place of being is the constant, claimed as our Cosmic Consciousness, or state of being. This special divine energy is perfect, as is the Circle represents no beginning or end. As all material is energized by the constant yet variable interaction between static/atrophy energies and the chaotic energies balance out this sometimes variable energy exchange via polarized exchange; positive to negative and negative to positive, as this is the way the universe continues to survive in a continuity~~A perfect circle, an 'O' FIELD circle of perfect sound, maybe 528 mz found in the Universe OF CO-Creative LOVE. As life IN THE dualistic cycle of continuity stays stagnant in the material state of illusion. As these energies collect to a critical mass and Cosmic Consciousness feeds off this exchange to keep the constant level of energies present. In the vacuum, empty space is another energy, perhaps it is an atrophy energy whose cycle is needed to recharge the negative or positive energies to keep the constant balance required by the constant sustained energies. As all collects to a critical mass and then an exchange of these polar opposites. Thus the constant fueling of the material world to create the Constant state of Cosmic Consciousness or Divine Consciousness.

Magpie Tales #96 CHRISTMAS MO-MINTS

image: Lee Friedlander, 1966
image: Lee Friedlander, 1966image: Lee Friedlander, 1966image: Lee Friedlander, 1966

~~~MO-MINTS~~~

~~~

yOuR sEe-tHROUGh fLASHINg

SearinG mY PasteFlesH

iNDELIBLEe iNk pLEASe sTAy

~~~

StaY and StaY and StaY

FoR AfterdinneR

Mo~mintS

ArE YeT To HappeN

~~~

oPEn Up YouR GifT

I aMThiS PresenT

I Shall Give To You

~~~

~~~MERRY CHRISTMAS 2011~~~

~~~ENJOY THE MO-MINTS~~~

Magpie #95 More Limerick Licks The Poor Old Boy From Port Dover

image by Mostafa Habibi

More Limerick Licks

- The Poor Old Boy From Port Dover -

There was an old man from Port Dover

who thought he could row out and save her

although his intent was good

he just wasn't in the mood

the poor old boy from Port Dover

More and more the sinking sand did forsake

with every struggling move he did make

to free himself from this crusty earth

to prove his mettle and his worth

the poor old boy from Port Dover

As the day grew long and the night wore on

the muffled cries a forgotten song

the boat drifted on its own

saved the girl who rowed to town

the poor old boy from Port Dover

Chiccoreal

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Magpie #94 The Automat

The Automat

Lunch, George Tooker, 1964, Columbus Museum of Art

The Automat could

not sandwich any more balogna-eaters

or squeeze any more orange juice

or layer any more layer cake

some were stuck

on their coffee cups

a thick broth of atmosphere

drifted ever endlessly

impatient as

the missing waiter

who would serve crackers

with

mulligatawny

or

beef barley

soup d'jour

all day

who gave these

denizens dessert

the unknown lunch crowd

hushed munching

sliced bread

found a modicum

of homespun

comfort food

in the jackpot slats

heavy breathing

fogged the pate froi gras

narrowing the back-of-the-box

to stagnant foggy clamminess

boule-base atmosphere

tossed salad

juliened and sliced the afternoon light

cut like butter

fingers honed in on

the active part of eating

dispersed light

split slant-like shafts

condensed sauce

creamy dreamy

milkshake silky

muted green pea-sized

pixelized points of edibleness

made by Tooker

own paint-by-number

restaurantaur par none

a close interconnected system

consistent dull routine

potato mash-to-mush

over-cooked by under-cooks

sounds of clanking cutlery

varied values of red greens

as hush puppy sunshine

on top hierarchial angels

downy sleepy heads

partially aware of others

a mini-

lunch break in organized unison

for this Automaton

in the Art Museum by

The Factory

all these auto-sonomic-automatons

Vachon half-moon

identical faces

bow in supplication

by the feeding bowl

to the cafeteria gods

often

called

Mundane's

On 34th Street

~~Chiccoreal~~

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Crystal Bowl Therapy: Tuning Into the Universe

As far as the sun and the planets and their unique sounds. All harmonius unless not, and in that case, it takes a re-polarizing pass of the sun to the sunset ultraviolet to change the polarity of the said event, whichever that may be.

So please let me know where I may purchase a bowl of this sound nature or does the bowl purchase me?

Maybe at my local health food store!

I so want to interact with this bowl! And how crystaline are they when they are opaque? I would have to wet my finger on the rim of the crystal clear bowl if I could find one that is HOLY ENOUGH!

and probably the coolest thing to do at the pyramid sites would be to make a circle of sound around the pyramid all toned up (dr music you do this) and to make the one person with the one big bowl (to spec) inside the pyramid. Then the inner outer worlds will join back as they were suppose to do LONG LONG LONG ago...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=N8ImCT_PxL8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=endscreen&v=xseRNHxqucE

http://www.silverskyimports.com/categories/singing-bowls/crystal-singing-bowls/?gclid=CMCN08Sq5qwCFQrHKgodBw0rIw

http://www.crystaltones.com/

make mine ultraviolet please...reharmonization...so beauitful! oh yes...thank-you LOVE http://www.crystalbowlsoundhealer.com/

http://crystalmusic.com/

IN ALL THERE IS!

there is something else i noted...there is a certain (at times) sound like i remember the air-raid siren sounding like as if our consciousness opens up, pays attention to this sound that is missing in this frequency! I find this amazing..and think we could get that vibration to be conducted on the skin on a continual suit that does the same as the bowl to get into the sound more on the outside and inside and take a pill with this radio frequency as well to vibrate as internally too. Making a constant sound harmony for constant harmony which is our birthright, or prebirthright and then we split the infinity to this so called "duality" which is really "multidimensionality". cant add photos for some reason today...sorry.:)

Magpie #93 Sofa Takes A Bough-Wow

photo: Christine Donnier-Valentin

SOFA TAKES A BOUGH~~WOW~~!!!

Even the slighest slight

Made the couch mad as hell

She ditched him

Yet she

Unable to fly

The upper reaches

felt wretched

just beyond her frayed ends

she harkened back

where did the end tables end up?

where?

The sheer weight of bearing down

one too many times

by posteriors too wide

for most venture capitalists

oink-oink

This cause-celeb

had caused her this torment

as she kept looking behind

her life once so inclined

this poor recliner

this davenport

this settee

this sofa

this couch

this love seat actually

sitting so pretty

in the altelier

by Montmarte

and Mulberry Street

the 80's scene

so lively

her once over

so quick to dismiss

she now resigned

she felt

doomed

to live a life she outlived

yet the old gal still got it

not that

anyone would ever think

fashionable her attire

She more than anything

wanted to tear down that stubborn wall

and start over again

suddenly

the scent of a distant forest

had broken through the wall

as the fir trees bent their boughs

to support her

in her just cause

just in case and because

someday

they would need her support

for now

they would all make a home here

jj Chiccoreal

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photo Joanne Woodward and Paul Newman

LovE PusheS

PasT CelluloiD

StamPs an ImagE

OH cry the gods

of

CerebraL CorteX

interface

AlwayS in our HeartMind

FlesH HolDs

onto

FeelinG ThougHts

soon to be

ReleaseD

ShadoW images

Off the Wall

and

Out of the Box

FadE to BlacK

yet

LighteD LovE

of HearT

AlwaYs PlaYs

a

LeaD RolE

in

The LiveS

of

"The Lovers"

Created by "The Light and Magic Show"

past Shaker Heights Ohio

and Thomasville Georgia

seedlings planted

whirlwinds burst forth

images seered by seers

~~~

~~OUTSHINING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~OUTLIVING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~OUTLASTING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~OUTSTANDING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~~

as none can be finer

as this

true bliss

THIS

is

LOVE

~~~

fame to flame

~~~

ExtinguisH the HearT?

NeveR!

~~~

as

THIS

is

***********************allstar***********************

LOVE

ShineS

BrighteR

ShineS

LongeR

ShineS

ForeveR

Deeply Etched

LOVE

in a groove

in a groovy kind of way

as EndlesS

as the FreE

StatE

of EternitY

~~~

jj Chiccoreal

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Magpie #91 Limerick Licks

Limerick Licks

There was an old lady from Dorset
Who might know
how to tie a corset
She loved to play this musical
game
save for the chairs she sought to
tame
and none ever thought anything of
it
~~~~~~~
There was an old chair from the distant
past
who thought the party would be hyper-
blast
and all dead-wood played along
soon there'd be only one left
the stupid *itch from Suffix
~~~~~~
There once was a Space known as
SomePlaceElse
that didn't know it's arse from a hole in
the ground
as it went from here to there
just grab that chair that is square
and a silly girl quite fair
none would be the wiser for it
~~~~~~
When trying out a Limerick
it be best to not think a tick
grab a beer and a chair
sit down here
and never mind yer complainin'
:)
~~~~~~~~~
chiccoreal

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Magpie #90 The Long Lost Past Revisited

The Long Lost Past Revisited

monuments

await

accolades

frozen

in a sense

they are past tense

just as endless

numb

as rigor mortis

this death

so inevitable

our battle-worn heroes here

alive once

succumbed to the Great Beyond

we hold remembrance

to the long lost past

lives lived beyond flesh

as if dead already

all yesterdays

follows our heels

today

those whom fate sealed

those who lay beneath

those surrender to eventuality

may or may not know what we do not

T'were more than this

born to die

all our accomplishments

dust

life's long road

eventually to meet

death seems inordinately longer

a very mean street

let us tread

ginger lightly

as not to disturb

or evoke or

prematurely bring upon

the dread of kings

this inevitable recourse

the most accursed curse

tis death

so think those lively enough not to know

unliveliness

as so many more above

than us below

yet snidely still above ground

clinging to this bit of grievous pain

to keep lit the flickering flame

that love has

known us

so will the dead want the same too

the dead also rises

bless us each morning

this spring never-ending

come back to life!

spirit blessings

kept lit

on the shelf

upon the place beneath

we bring back this life

life after life

time after time

the past to revisit

the nowhere now

give us this allowance

give us endless being

formed in the lightEST body

be they quick or be they dead

or slow like me

not rushing the backfire

treading every step with care

inching ever closer

the grave that would be more like a home

since we spend so much time there

as a peaceful silent place

a one stop-shop of everlasting peace

a rest-stop on the endless highway

a black velvet painting with no neon lights

as so suddenly unbeingness begets

the long goodbye of no tomorrows

the big sleep

held in queue

tis odd this life

of opposites

~to the duality~

G~0~0~D~b~Y~E!

Chiccoreal

Thank-you Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales for this fine photo prompt. Please visit this peaceful place here;

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Magpie #89 "The Words She Would Write"

The Words She'd Write

The words she'd write

"dangled dead weight"

cut to the very quick

The words she had wrote

"precariously to hang"

at the end, the rope

The words she'd written

"displayed full frontal"

the requiem mass

jj

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ An invitation for you to set up to the typewriter!

Image Courtesy of Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales.

Magpie #88 "Overlap"

Lee Friedlander, from America by CarLee Friedlander, from America by Car

align="center">Overlap

windows open up

new world finds overlap

Cubism so bold

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Magpie #86 Duck Sauce

http://www.magpietales.blogspot.com/ portal entry here courtesyTess Kincaid

Chinatown Toronto c 1976

dangling ducks
hang serendipitously
falling red leaves
from maple trees
Chinatown storefront windows
entangled memories
in my mind
I see

flurry of actors

I smell

duck sauce

I taste

Timmy Ho's coffee

I hear

traffic in Toronto

I feel

inordinate love for this city

fried thin

skin crisp
duckbills pout
lean lips
Sketchpad open
Art Class Trip
AGO Toronto

1976

Poetry Jam ~~The Buzz On Ghost Light Brew~~

"Oooooohhhh Sheets to the Wind"

"Ohhhhh an updraft!"

The Buzz on Ghost Light Brew

laugh not
at my dirty laundry line ghost
for you two sisters

snicker and jest

for a moment

please repose

just watch tonight's

bewitching hour

as the wind takes hold

under skirts and underwear

the petticoats of yesteryear

blows through shirtsleeves

leftover fragrance of wormworm

as the quick instore takes fllight

scramble all with a gust into inky skies

remember this night of between and betwix

remember this moment 'tis

an unholy hour of t'wix and t'ween

as all edges

once wrinkled crinkled and rumpled

blend into a stream of fright light

unearthly brew

how many "sheets to the wind!"

supplied by and by

Hobgoblin beer by stiltskin

(actually my favourite brew!)

thanks Enchanted Oak!!!http://poetryjaam.blogspot.com/

laugh laundry ghost edges beer

Hobgoblin Brew My Personal Fav!

Willow Manor Ball 2011 Chicco and Dr. Hiram Bingham

The Good Doctor Is Taking A Long Deserved Sabbatical!

This is my lil' Deuce Coup (oops this is the after party pic!)
This is the pic I wanted! Before the party I waxed Old Betsy myself!
Who says I look like Daisy Duke?

The VERY horny Tusks of the Wooly Mammoth

Here's my Prada outfit...the latest!

these are my two older sisters, I'm on the violet couch in the photo studio anteroom

at The Willow Manor studio! Thanks for photographing me Willow dear!

I thought The Devil Wore Prada was over-the-top then I saw THIS outfit!

My date for tonight is Dr. Hiram Bingham, Archeologist (boring, literally) but oh boy what bone structure!

Yes in fact, the good doctor is , well he always is LOADED with tons of information

really fun stuff

especially when he is overloaded

with the odd and pieces of bits of very rare mumified bone in his ample safari jacket pockets

plus I thought, But he is so skinny and wears it well! Must have gotten the flu or something the man needs to eat!

Oh...WoW... Willow might really dig the doctor knowing

that he has similar bones and stones similar to Great Grandfather Hanna

Willow's maternal Great Great Grandfather (very Great!)

and I said to Hiram..oh darling, wouldn't it be funny if these artifacts

actually mate up or

something and VOILA another NEW Michu Pichu is discovered on the Willow Manor property!!!

I'm certain that all the neighbours would say

"Would you look at that!"

and the next thing Willow Manor would be this huge museum on the Sciuto River!!!

I love being a bit of matchmaker

I'm still sort of dating Zorro but he's busy defending chicas south of the border!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Pimp My Ride

Well I think I'll take the Lil' Deuce Coupe! It will just have to do Since Daddy Took The T-Bird Away!

Before and After Party Shots!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Magpie #86 "Great Expectations"

"Timelessness" Posters by Chiccoreal

"Universe" Posters by Chiccoreal

"Infinity" Poster by Chiccoreal

Magpie #85 The Rainbow Land Leviathan

The Rainbow Land Leviathan

Save us oh Leviathan

drink the flood waters

that was wrought to the rotten

Save us oh Leviathan

divide the swirling earth

as hell rises awaiting

Save us oh Leviathan

engorge on water

hold back our tears one more year

jj

Please join us on this elephantine adventure this week! Thank-you Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales for this week's humongous prompt!

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Magpie #83 Raven Water Woman

Into this icy pool she came
tormented by years and a thousand beginnings
her clenched fist clutched the wet earth
in her hands
the heavens melted
in her heart
the waters gathered waiting for rebirth

as slowly she raised each galvanized arm
felt each stabbing pain of the heart
as slowly she felt at last
a place this safe to just let it go

today she knew
she had come back to herself
she knew she'd be
a changed woman never to turn her back
again upon herself
allowing herself others' misery
cursing the day she was born to die

tightly with leather wrapped around her
earth-bound her lips were sealed
the voice emanated from places unknown
as slowly her soft moaning sighs became louder
deep within a door opened

as her heart leaped out of her chest
She felt the feeling of a warm hand
upon her wet dress
it was her own hand
as she rebirth herself as Raven

Today
words do not escape her
the day of her reckoning
has been mete
she is free to fly again

this disconcerted effort
connect the disconnect
fly in the face of danger

anger and shame
As her alter eagle flew
far past her on the distant horizon
Another familiar shadow did appear

As the raven set up house
in her watery grave
ah, to be wet
felt nothing like wet!

She knew and

She knew

and She knew

just what she had to do

She grew and

She grew

and She grew

as to undo and make done

with each saturated moment

as the water flows

a permanence permeated her ever pore
she became more aware

of herself

as herself

by herself

She could now scream an earth-curdling scream

as the banshee

filling her lungs with air

and filled the earth with water

and filled her heart with sky and cloud and rain

the earth

heard her

and

listened to her

and

obeyed her command

"release my womb"

as the earth goddess Gaia Reigned

These Rainbow Smiles

and thus flew our Raven

as she cawed one last time

FREE AT LAST!

jj

Thank-you Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales for this prompt! (Still having problems with visual interface)

Emily Dickinson "Papa above!" aferwOrds by ChiccoReal

Papa above!
Regard a Mouse
O'erpowered by the Cat!
Reserve within thy kingdom
A "Mansion" for the Rat!

Snug in seraphic Cupboards
To nibble all the day
While unsuspecting Cycles
Wheel solemnly away!

http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Papa_above!


Immediately "Papa above!" Pappa is dead. The mother is dead too (from the last poem "Like her Saints retire".

Ahe allegory to a nursery rhyme is definitely in order here. I believe "Pussy Cat Pussy Cat where have you been" If you remember your Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes; it goes like this;

"Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?..."
by Mother Goose
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?
"I've been to London to look at the queen."
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
"I frightened a little mouse under the chair."

http://www3.amherst.edu/~rjyanco94/literature/mothergoose/rhymes/pussycatpussycatwherehaveyoubeen.html

Coincidence the above link is from Amherst College?...Oh,I think not!

The next stanza is in reference to Old Mother Hubbard (oh this is fun!)

Snug in seraphic Cupboards
To nibble all the day
While unsuspecting Cycles
Wheel solemnly away!

Here's the famous poem (it is a lot longer than I remember!).

"Old Mother Hubbard..."
by Mother Goose
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get her poor dog a bone;
But when she came there
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.

She went to the baker's
To buy him some bread;
But when she came back
The poor dog was dead.

She went to the joiner's
To buy him a coffin;
But when she came back
The poor dog was laughing.

She took a clean dish,
To get him some tripe;
But when she came back
He was smoking his pipe.

She went to the hatter's
To buy him a hat;
But when she came back
He was feeding the cat.

She went to the barber's
To buy him a wig;
But when she came back
He was dancing a jig.

She went to the fruiterer's
To buy him some fruit;
But when she came back
He was playing the flute.

She went to the tailor's
To buy him a coat;
But when she came back
He was riding a goat.

She went to the cobbler's
To buy him some shoes;
But when she came back
He was reading the news.

She went to the seamstress
To buy him some linen;
But when she came back
The dog was spinning.

She went to the hosier's
To buy him some hose;
But when she came back
He was dressed in his clothes.

The dame made a curtsey,
The dog made a bow;
The dame said, "Your servant,"
The dog said, "Bow-wow."

The last lines of "Papa above!"

While unsuspecting Cycles
Wheel solemnly away!

I believe Emily is "linking" to some sort of Greek goddess as per the recent Magpie poster of Willow's at Magpie Tales (Jul 11 I believe!).

In all honesty I am not exactly sure of what Emily is trying to say in this poem, in fact, I may never be entirely sure of what Miss Emily connotes in her poems. I have been told just to "appreciate" them for what they are, as they stand as the immediate sensations take over. This I can do. I can also analyze to find deeper meaning which it seems it is my fate so to do. If anyone can provide any ioata of meaning or semblance of a thread; please feel free to comment.

I kind of like this one! It's fun! And reminenscent of silly childhood nursery rhymes. I think Miss Emily is making fun of death here in a light-harded way. I think this means she is

Mappie #83 The Act of Dreaming

The Snake Charmer, Henri Rousseau, 1907

Magpie #83 The Act of Dreaming



Underneath
heady vegetation

to

Linger
the dark jungle

to

Shake
her snake-filled tree

to

Lush
her verdant green earth

to

Undulate
these zoomorphic creatures

to

Coax
Our ancient goddess

to

Fuse
Our ancestral rhythms

to

Active
These desires dormant

to

Awake
Our conscious dreams

to

Sleep
Our unconscious life

jj

Thank-you Tess Kincaid for the jungle prompt this week!

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Emily Dickinson "Like her the Saints retire" 59/1775

flickr.com
Purple and red sunset. Sunset from Barceloneta. www.abarcelonaguide.com


http://kellydotytattoo.com/tattoos/tattoos_53534.html
"Indian Collecting Cochineal with a Deer Tail 1777 by José Antonio de Alzate y Ramírez



The Holy Trinity with saints in heaven, the Garden of Eden below - By Scipione Compagnoca 1624-ante 1680 (Italy)



Like her the Saints retire by Emily Dickinson

Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!

Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!

"Departed" — both — they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found

Argues the Aster still —
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!


Much mystic symbolism today in Emily Dickinson's poem "Like her the Saints retire".

In the first stanza;

"Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!"

Please see below for further research as to the symbols possible meaning to Emily.

"Like her the Saints retire"

To be, I believe Emily is use of technical literary devices, especially imagery and allegory is fairly prevalent here. "the Saints" would "retire" like the setting sun; or sunset. I believe this is a poem, with alludes to, the sunset.

Remarkable is the fantastic fanfare of colourful imagery, expressing meaningful symbolism for Emily, what does evolve around her world at Amherst College, MA. As the sunset does give involve her in religious esctasy, such transcedental state of euphoria as to the glory of heaven displayed each evening at sunset.

Emily's religious symbolism does evoke a grandiose splendour of the sunset and "the Saints" allegory. "the Saints retire" "In their Chapeaux of fire". The crimson colour of sunset could denote a hat of fire, "Chapeaux" in French being hat. As a warrior, saints often are, especially during early Christian times, during the Roman era. These sunset saints are definitely warriors from the first century CE, and make brilliant display at night. Emily must see these images in the clouds during sunset, using her vivid imagination as fertile grounds for this poem.


"Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!"

In the second stanza Emily continues upon the sunset theme. As an allegory to sunset "the Saints" are dressed in "Purple and Cochineal" (Cochineal is a crimson colour as well an insect from Mexico, a naturalist, such as Emily dream combination of all things Natural Science). Please see below for further detail on "cochineal dies).

"After the Day" refers to Emily's common theme in many of her poems of rebirth after death and the Victory of death in a Christian-themed as well as transcedental rebirth. "After the Day" also refers to the sunset.

"Departed" — both — they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found

The third stanza is very modern, and makes reference to "Departed" saints as well as librarian science, as if the "Not found" category is left open and vacuous, "i.e. gathered away" is an academic latin word for'

"i.e.
abbreviation for
(Literary & Literary Critical Terms) id est
[Latin: that is (to say); in other words]
"http://www.thefreedictionary.com/i.e.

Which would read "in other words ; gathered away"

I find Emily's use of "i.e." a very modern approach at expressing her world in Amherst, and her daily academic writing where she would employ such academic terminology rel abbreviations referring to literary symbolism. Emily's using short-form here, and I have not noticed this in other poets of her times.


"Argues the Aster still —
Reasons the Daffodil
Profound!"


The last stanza, again a reference to natural symbolism, discusses the flowers "Aster" and "Daffodil". These flowers, capitalized as Proper pronouns do connote allegorical forms which references the seasons, another theme in Emily's poems. The Daffodil is the flower for March or Spring and the Aster is the flower for September or Fall. These two opposing seasons would flank the Summer season when sunsets are at their peak colours.

As the flowers do "Argue(s)" and "Reason(s)" denoting the many philosophy classes which Emily undoubtedly did peruse during her days at Amherst College, MA. Plato's Repubic as well as other Ancient Greek philosophers clash with the religious symbolism of early Christian motifs, as well as the ever-present interest in Natural Sciences. That the Spring (as Aster) "Argues" with the Fall, as the "Aster" (Fall) does "Reason" with the Spring is interesting in that there is this continual contrast evident in the Red/Blue colour spectrum (Purple and Cochineal). A play of opposites creates this dramatic display at the end of a summer season's sunset.

On many different levels Emily Dickinson's poem "Like her the Saints retire" creates dramatic religious, natural subjects imagery, etc., to produce a indelible memory of compare and contrast.


Chapeaux of fire
Definition of "martial"
adjective

1.of or suitable for war: martial songs
2.showing a readiness or eagerness to fight; warlike
3.of the army, the navy, or military life; military
Origin: ME martialle < L martialis, of Mars
Related Forms:

•noun
•noun
•adverb

(Marcus Valerius Martialis) 40?-104?; Rom. epigrammatist & poet, born in Spain
http://www.yourdictionary.com/martial


“And the woman [always the symbol for a church/kirke] was arrayed in purple
and scarlet color [these colors symbolize wealth and high position], and decked
with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand
full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication” (Revelation 17:4).

) According to the Dictionary of Biblical Imagery (p. 158) “blue, purple and scarlet suggest wealth and
royalty… And we find that these same colors adorned the tabernacle of ancient Israel as well, suggesting that Yahweh was the wealthy and powerful God-king, who brought an impoverished people out of slavery in Egypt to make them a mighty nation. Because of their associations with deity and power, blue and purple were apparently also used to decorate idols in biblical times (Je 10:9). In ancient thought the sky was believed to separate the place of the gods from the human realm. Therefore blue, the color of the sky, could appropriately suggest the boundary between God and his people and symbolize his majesty. Blue was [also] the dominant color of the vestments of ancient Israel’s high priest (Ex 28). The high priest wore an outer garment of solid blue over the white robe of the priesthood. He was the boundary between the human and divine realms, moving in both as he ministered in the Holy of Holies. Blue also separated the holy articles of the
tabernacle from the people… Israel was a nation set apart for God, but the high priest and the most holy things were specially designated for the Lord’s service. In this context blue suggests the boundary of holy separation unto the Lord.”

2) The Dictionary of Symbols, Myths and Legends (p. 62-63) has this to say: “Through its association with water, blue is connected with the spiritual life, the soul, purity, depth and crystal. It is also linked to the sky, the firmament, heaven, the infinite, the absolute and diamonds… the appearance of blue in a dream is almost always a good omen, in the sense that it often reveals a state of grace, a relationship with the superior spirit that lies dormant within each and every one of us, and the spiritual aspirations of which we are more or less aware or which preoccupy us during our waking hours. Blue should always be associated with well-being, gentleness, harmony, and pure and profound
sentiments. It calms fever, passions and tensions, wards off fate and absorbs evil. Blue is therefore a beneficial colour. It is also the colour of love.”

3) Hans Biedermann’s Dictionary of Symbolism (p. 44) provides further insight: “Blue is the color that most frequently is seen as a symbol for things of the spirit and the intellect… It is the color of the sky, associated in ancient Egypt with the sky-god Amon… This is why it is the color of the heavens. Zeus and Yahweh plant their feet on sky blue… Vishnu in ancient Indian myth is colored blue as Krishna; Jesus teaches in a blue garment.”

But perhaps the most revealing statements from Biedermann’s book are these:

a) “Blue, the symbol of the truth and the eternity of God (for what is true is eternal), will always remain the symbol of human immortality” [Portal].

This neatly mirrors the church’s false doctrine of the immortality of the soul,
wouldn’t you say? … and

b) “In Central European popular symbology blue is the color of fidelity, but also of mystery (the fairy tale “The Blue Light”), deception, and uncertainty (numerous German idions; compare the English “out of the blue”). The association between the color and intoxication (the German adjective blau is also a colloquialism for “drunk”) is hard to explain but may have to do with the bluish coloration of the cheeks and noses of heavy drinkers.”

In Re 17:6 we read that Mystery Babylon is DRUNK with the blood of the saints. Coincidence?

Anyway, that’s what I’ve come up with. Your thoughts?

PS: I find the headgear on the woman pictured in the coin to be strikingly similar to that of the Statue of Liberty. Another coincidence?

BTW: There is no Hebrew word for “coincidence.”

Gary

The Tabernacle:

1. Exodus 26:1
“Make the tabernacle with ten curtains of finely twisted linen and blue, purple and scarlet yarn, with cherubim worked into them by a skilled craftsman.

2. Exodus 26:31
“Make a curtain of blue, purple and scarlet yarn and finely twisted linen, with cherubim worked into it by a skilled craftsman.

3. Exodus 26:36
“For the entrance to the tent make a curtain of blue, purple and scarlet yarn and finely twisted linen—the work of an embroiderer.

4. Exodus 27:16
“For the entrance to the courtyard, provide a curtain twenty cubits long, of blue, purple and scarlet
yarn and finely twisted linen—the work of an embroiderer—with four posts and four bases.

Following are instruction for the priestly garments:

5. Exodus 28:5
Have them use gold, and blue, purple and scarlet yarn, and fine linen.

6. Exodus 28:6
[ The Ephod ] “Make the ephod of gold, and of blue, purple and scarlet yarn, and of finely twisted linen—the work of a skilled craftsman.

7. Exodus 28:8
Its skillfully woven waistband is to be like it—of one piece with the ephod and made with gold, and with blue, purple and scarlet yarn, and with finely twisted linen.

8. Exodus 28:15
[ The Breastpiece ] “Fashion a breastpiece for making decisions—the work of a skilled craftsman. Make it like the ephod: of gold, and of blue, purple and scarlet yarn, and of finely twisted linen.

9. Exodus 38:23
with him was
Oholiab son of Ahisamach, of the tribe of Dan—a craftsman and designer, and an embroiderer in blue, purple and scarlet yarn and fine linen.)

……… wow get the picture! There are another 17 examples of these colors repeated in Exodus regarding the Presley garments including Gold and precious stones. Also we find below the same colors when Solomon builds the temple:

2 Chronicles 3:14
He made the curtain of blue, purple and crimson yarn and fine linen, with cherubim worked into it. (Cherubim on the Ark were gold)

So the colors of Gods Tabernacle / Church / Sanctuary are blue, purple and scarlet with Gold.

Going back to the great harlot the colors would indicate the harlot is a Church or priesthood of that Church. But there is a color missing from this Church and that is Blue.

So what is significant about blue mentioned time and time again above?
Was it there just because it
looked pretty? No, here is the very definitive answer with wording that relates very closely to revelation! This is the Key:

Numbers 15:37-40
Again the LORD spoke to Moses, saying, “Speak to the children of Israel: Tell them to make tassels on the corners of their garments throughout their generations, and to put a blue thread in the tassels of the corners. And you shall have the tassel, that you may look upon it and remember all the commandments of the LORD and do them, and that you may not follow the harlotry to which your own heart and your own eyes are inclined, and that you may remember and do all My commandments, and be holy for your God.

So blue is to represent the 10 Commandments, so the Great harlot is an unfaithful church who has forgotten and does follow all the Ten Commandments!

If you care to do some digging yourself you will find many reference that point to the 10 commandments being on blue
stone or blue sapphire from the throne of God mention in Exodus 24:10:

“…and saw the God of Israel. Under his feet was something like a pavement made of sapphire, clear as the sky itself.”

And we know God wrote the commandments with his own finger in stone:

Exodus 31:18
“When the LORD finished speaking to Moses on Mount Sinai, he gave him the two tablets of the Testimony, the tablets of stone inscribed by the finger of God.”

To me this is very interesting, but Numbers 15 really says it all: the harlot is an unfaithful people / Church / priesthood.


http://hell-fact-or-fable.com/2010/04/more-on-church/


March - Daffodil
Daffodils have the meaning of rebirth, respect, regard and unrequited love. There are many different varieties available of daffodils from double peach forms (right) to the classic white with yellow, trumpeted centers (left). Daffodils are grown from bulbs and emerge in spring as a welcome harbinger of warmer weather. In England, the daffodil is known as the "Lent Lily" because it blooms during the period of lent from the Christian faith.

September - Aster

Aster is a sign of fall as sure as the changing leaves. The flower stands for patience and daintiness and the word "aster" comes from the Latin for star. There are many different varieties of asters from New England to Stokes, which provide beautiful, daisy-like blooms on foliage that can range from 6 inches to 4 feet tall.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cochineal

Chiccoreal AfterwOrd

Saints be praised
At the Sunset Hour
All ablazed in Violet and Crimson
All Glory Given

See how the season's flowers
March's Aster
September's Daffodil
Bend to Argue and Reason the night away!

,A little East of Jordan, by Emily Dickinson 59/1775

Jacob Wrestling with the Angel
ca. 1659



Gauguin, (Eugène-Henri-) Paul
Vision After the Sermon, Jacob Wrestling with the Angel 1888; National Gallery of Scotland;

A little East of Jordan, by Emily Dickinson


A little East of Jordan,
Evangelists record,
A Gymnast and an Angel
Did wrestle long and hard —

Till morning touching mountain —
And Jacob, waxing strong,
The Angel begged permission
To Breakfast — to return —

Not so, said cunning Jacob!
"I will not let thee go
Except thou bless me" — Stranger!
The which acceded to —

Light swung the silver fleeces
"Peniel" Hills beyond,
And the bewildered Gymnast
Found he had worsted God!

http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/A_little_East_of_Jordan,


This is a fun take on a familiar Bible story about Jacob Wrestles the Angel.

It is funny because of the pun, "worsted" which makes this "yarn" a very funny tale!

Can you imagine?



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacob

All the days Jacob would grab
would find hard the concept of God to grasp
With an Angel he would eventually grapple
give it up; his worth did exceed his armour'd girth


jj

Delayed till she had ceased to know —by Emily Dickinson 58/1775

Delayed till in its vest of snow
Her loving bosom lay —
An hour behind the fleeting breath —
Later by just an hour than Death —
Oh lagging Yesterday!

Could she have guessed that it would be —
Could but a crier of the joy
Have climbed the distant hill —
Had not the bliss so slow a pace
Who knows but this surrendered face
Were undefeated still?

Oh if there may departing be
Any forgot by Victory
In her imperial round —
Show them this meek appareled thing
That could not stop to be a king —
Doubtful if it be crowned!pan>

http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Delayed_till_she_had_ceased_to_know_%E2%80%94

Yesterday "lags" and is "delayed" "an hour behind the fleeting breath" "by just an hour".

How similar is "Yesterday" to a train that is late at the station?

This poem does have the cadence of a train pulling into a station

As it is Emily's station in life to have the focus always on death, in allegory, metaphor, etc. Emily realizes that yesterday is late, is dead, as dead as death.

Dead yesterday is where death meets such a late train of memory thoughts. Very surreal in a way, sort of like a DiChirrico painting.

Memories lie in the past not future bound; "her loving bosom lay".

The past is mother, loving, kind, present.

Is the future for Emily Death although the notion of late is reiterated twice in the first stanza late by an hour;

"An hour behind"

"Later by just an hour"


In the next stanza Emily is questioning whether or not she would have guessed that Death would be late;

"Could she have guessed that it would be - "

This is a complicated poem, and is remarkable in that it is highly considerate of imagery.

The allegorical "Yesterday" is termed a "she".

"Yesterday would be happy, blissful knowing the joy after Death who is late has come and gone.

The crier on the hill is a brilliant bit of imagery.

is very easy to envision this New England staple of the day, the town crier, the teller of the news of the day. That death is late.

The state of euphoria, or bliss found on the face of the crier adds another degree of mystic quality to the poem.

"Had not the bliss so slow a pace
Who knows but this surrendered face
Were undefeated still?"

The bliss of "Yesterday" is unconditional love leading to such surrender.

The next stanza is very complicated allegorically speaking.

"Any forgot by Victory
In her imperial round —"


What is an "imperial round"? I have found out that this is a reference to radiators. So in the belly of "Victory" or Mother Earth; Gaia.


"Show them this meek appareled thing"

What is Emily referring to in regards to "meek appareled thing"?

After consideration, I would think Emily is referring to us, as the body of the human condition, a unified soul trapped in a decaying "mound" of a body, clothed in "meek"ness; hopefully. The Victory being how the soul conquers death with eternal and infinite love.

"That could not stop to be a king —"

"meekness" not being a trait of "a king" and the quality of meekness "not to stop a king" refers to how we are just passing by on this transient plane of existence.


"Doubtful if it be crowned!"

In death comes the "crowned" glory of Victory over death, but we just do not realize this until that final hour that is late by an hour!

1 Corinthians 15:55
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?

I find this a very indepth poem, which may have to reposted due to lack of my understanding of the mentioned allegory alluding to specific events, etc of Emily's time. Any further information would be most appreciated!

Chiccoreal Expresses Mystic Presence

She's Late

Oh Victory!
Where is thy Crown?

Lost in the past of yesterday
Who'd care but for the one thing

That would see you through
until the last day
and the final hour
catches up with the first

No hour late now
the Victory Woman awaits
don't be late
feel the crown on your crown

you feel you do not deserve
but you do
the esctasy and the bliss
the sweet surrender is heavenly!

Yours now this Victory giv'n
and the Glory all around!
This Crown of Eternal Life
Yours to Enjoy!

jj