For Hayao Miyazaki
(2014)
This is day 2o of my month long Rondelet marathon! I was inspired to write this poem by the great Miyasaki, a Japanese film animator. He is the body and soul of Studio Ghibli and is absolutely brilliant!
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He’s a 'poet’ but most would rather call it pros… He’s a 'poet’ Still somehow nobody knows it. Literary elements? Close.
Misunderstood assumed to be a heretic Misunderstood unable to accept what he should; counter to his religion picked—
Gracious, have I ever been so los… Stumbling, over and over, I begin… My words are my shield and sword,… Damn, why don’t you see what I se… Love has never been a choice for m…
It is silly. Really, please, to me pay no mind. It is silly. I watch longingly, yes, creepy, But I see you to her be kind.
I write sorrow It’s no matter how much I strain. I write sorrow. My scripts cast over by shadows. Lyrics I compose show pain
Prepare to fail; Winning isn’t for everyone. Prepare to fail. Perfection is a far off tale. All expect it, though we know none…
Homicidal And Honorable: synonyms. Homicidal: Requisite for glory, vital To one’s worth. It’s the pseudony…
Forgive lovers for horrid displays of passion Forgive lovers for their arts which do uncover the reasons for which some may las…
Arbitrary and, I guess, insignificant Arbitrary makes me revolutionary. One time around, for me, glinting
I am sorry that my mood has been so curdled. I am sorry I can’t remedy what ails me. The dispassion come from hurtles
Number one thing on my List, point of life? No str… Number one thing guides my Wishlist. Pulls my life… I have found it, in man compressed
Not everything good will be commemorated Not everything in fact, really, not anything. Compared to nature of sedated
Aches that echo through every land for all ages. Aches that echo through all people that time has e… In old bare Ireland it raged,
If that were all I’d rest, speak to myself solely. If that were all I could delight in pretty song. Truly, it’s the cries of wings, lo…
It’s not over. Russian, Japanese, African— It’s not over. We think it’s gone, it’s just olde… Don’t dismay, though Love it can.