Draw Me a Spirit
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I would like to give some further explanations of the books the author and the muses. My first admission will be that my pseudonym is silly and takes up space in syllables. However my own real name is equally silly and has always felt to be a tall shadow or a funhouse mirror simultaneously enticing me with a pompous view of myself and enabling moments of bruising disappointment. As for the name I chose, Towsend because it is the name outsiders, Romanov because it is the name of tragedy, excess and passion, and Blake because it means to both light and dark, but not an amalgam as in gray, but light here and dark there as in chiaroscuro. Sheen upon a lake at night is an example of blake. Thus it is the color of both balance and conflict. It also a first name which women finds sexy (if not overdone); the sometimes squeamishly received adjective is of no small value. Neither the author nor the muses, Maggie Burnes and Emily Gray are to be taken as real, nor are the very facts of the stories these books tell meant to be scrutinized, but rather, imagined.
As for my own beliefs which are often left to the reader, allow me to admit that I am Unitarian by faith, meaning that I believe in God without authoritative revealed religion placing demands on how I characterize his or her spirit. I am Unitarian of the Romantic, Transcendentalist bent and I believe that God’s Spirit is most present in moments of spontaneity inspiration or originality rather than in the retaining of laws, rules or protocol. I have more than dabbled in its antecedent religion, Christianity, and have come to hold in high esteem the story and teaching of Jesus as a representation of God’s nature. I do not reject revealed religion but would rather have held even the most intoxicated prophecy to the same scrutiny as any work of natural religion (philosophy). I have also taken some interest in Zen and the Tao which you may notice in my writing. I am no master of anything but rather an inspired dilettante, in short a poet. Enjoy my poems.
Blake Townsend Romanov
I am only going to divulge a little biography because I value privacy (enough so that I publish under a pseudonym). I am in my thirties, born and raised in New York City. I am more or less caucasian, a mixture of Irish, Scottish, Russian, Austrian, French Canadian and Swedish. My parents are not native New Yorkers, and I have roots in the West, the South, including New Orleans, and also in Boston. I am to some extent a scion of privilege, having gone to private school, though politically I defy privilege. I am Christian, more or less liberal tolerant Christian, but with some Evangelical fervor behind it all. My favorite metered poet is Ralph Waldo Emerson, and my favorite free verse poet is Wallace Stevens. I also love Emily Dickenson and Edna Saint Vincent Millay is certainly an inspiration. I also love Dylan Thomas, owe a lot to Shakespeare, and am lately given to Robert Lowell. My favorite novel is The Rainbow by D.H. Lawrence. I love fantasy novels, such as the Lord of The Rings, and the Earthsea series (I have never outgrown my love of magic and fairy stories). I love nature and have benefited in this respect from my parents' house in the country as well as time spent in communal organic farm settings. I love animals and children and all things that have not been through the assembly line of social consciousness.
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Draw Me a Spirit - Blake Townsend Romanov
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Contents
Limerick of The Willow Tree
Freedom, Love in Verse
A Small Wish
The Waking Day
The Three Wise Men
Rain Dance
Hymn To Love
Game
The Stolen Rose
The Marsh Reed
Beliefs
Poetry
For Her
A Little Talk About Leaves
Autobiography of a Romantic Poet
Regarding Her
Possession
Feeling and Knowing
Destiny
Limerick of the Wily Lady
Talking
The Hike
Zen in the Art Of Christian Failure
Not Even For Me
Heart-Song
Image
The Lone Gull
Evolution
The Circular Duet
A Crush
Pique
Limerick of The Fairy Who Wouldn’t Tarry
Tough Girl
To a Girl Who Was Once Mistreated Before I Knew Her
Reminisce
A Spiritual Poem
My Weakness
Please Love Me
Heal Me
Love Is Material
Love’s Senility
Kiss Me
Love’s Illusion
Sweet Girl
Light
God and Stevens
The End of The Day
Traffic Light Dappling
Worship
Walking
Valley
Nature, Love and Reasons
Post-Mortum
Pleas to the Sublime
For Whom I Loved Before I Met You
Believe
Cell
The Self Caused Cause: An Argument
Historical Jesus, A Monologue
Peace of Mind
Limerick of the Christian Muse
Beauty
Rest Your Frame In My Heart Like a Hammock
Left In Love
High School Poem
A Stupid Rhyme
For a Girl I Know
The Pine Branches
Lonely
The Darkening Picture
Romp
Quest
Critique of Tulips
Conundrum
Forfit
The Mean Limerick
Weeknights
Bleak Manhattan
The Hidden
The Cow By The Road
The Field
For The Girl I Love
For the Girl I Love The Most
The Return
Forgotten Prometheus
Cold Distance
A Night at Home
The Limerick Of Desire
The Limerick of Blind Love
Over the Bridge
Passing
Untouchable
My Only
Life
Recalling
Love
Over The Cliffs
Wanting
Frozen Memory
Window At The Door
Sister Sky
Love, Always
Reach
Incessance
To Forget
Are Other Hearts Like Mine?
Relationship
Apology
Return To Me
Do You Love Me?
My Tygress
The Deer
Rainy Day Orphan
Letting Go
You Know My Eyes
Trademark
Blue Manche, Blanche Wench
New York Mindstream
Storm Warning
The Lights
The Escape
Repetition
Decision
The Waking Day Revisited
I Forgive You
Marriage
Timepiece
Forgive Me
Contrapasto
Picture
Postcard
Meditation
Never
Conviction
Opinion
Poem From A Ward
Religion
Play
Tragedy Queen
Resting Place
Eclipse
Flower
To My Love An Apple Tree
The Front Porch At Night
Story
On A Lake
Star
A Poem About Bathing
Bouquet
If This Could Be The Last Poem
Limerick for My Lost Love
But then suppose he takes her hand. This act of her
companion risks changing the situation by calling for an
immediate decision. To leave the hand there is to consent
in herself to flirt, to engage herself. To withdraw is to break
the troubled and unstable harmony which gives the hour its
charm. The aim is to postpone the moment of decision as
long as possible. We know what happens next; the young
woman leaves her hand there, but she does not notice that
she is leaving it.
-Being and Nothingness,
John-Paul Sartre, translated by Hazel Barnes
Ae fond kiss and then we sever,
Ae fond kiss and then forever.
-Robert Burns
For Emily Grey, the Queen Bee
Limerick of The Willow Tree
There once was a wonderful willow;
In the breeze its leaves did billow.
The wind made it pretty,
And it sang like a ditty;
And its ground was soft like a pillow.
Freedom, Love in Verse
They say a man’s speech should be terse,
But I cannot say which is worse,
To be in thankless love forever caught,
Or to be enthralled by nought.
I loved you from the first,
Now write of freedom, love in verse.
A Small Wish
For every leaf that rises on the wind,
For every flower that falls upon a lake,
For every word uttered to not rescind
And for every love found to not forsake,
You will know in kind that this life is yours,
A gift given without line of interest;
Falling, falling you will land on a word;
Collapsing in openness you’ll find zest.
The Waking Day
I’m wrapped in thoughts but wake to find a field
In which I stand among networks of life,
Grey green pods and forest around us wheeled.
The planted field within each row is rife.
This oat-field in which I work is still wild
Growing freely within ordained stations;
The perfect plan hides musings of a child.
In this moment of the minds vacation,
My view turns to the tree at the center
That’s surrounded by sun as though on fire,
Dark, a gap in sight you cannot enter,
This tree a shadow, all darkness and mire,
Though sun tinges the edge of each black bough,
The one star I see or care of right now.
The Three Wise Men
There once was a man who dreamed and did dare,
Combed the wrinkles beneath his eyes and stared,
A stare