Soul Seeds: Poems Stanfield Major

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Published: January 18th 2011

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Soul Seeds: Poems  by  Stanfield Major

Soul Seeds: Poems by Stanfield Major
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Soul Seeds is a collection of poems by Stanfield Major spanning over 40 years.Samples:THE BLACKSMITHIn memory of my uncle,William Jo Major 1913 - 19871Within this realmDeath is,And death must be.2I dreamed I approached his shop at twilightAs hisMoreSoul Seeds is a collection of poems by Stanfield Major spanning over 40 years.Samples:THE BLACKSMITHIn memory of my uncle,William Jo Major 1913 - 19871Within this realmDeath is,And death must be.2I dreamed I approached his shop at twilightAs his heavy hammer made the anvil singAnd entered the deeper darkTo watch as he, my uncle, naked to the waist,Illuminated by the forge’s glowing coals,Beat his body’s fleeting wisdom into iron.“It needs some air, MacTavish,” he rumblesPlunging the blood-red metal into the fire’s heart.I crank the bellow’s breath till sparks fly up.His sooty fingers slip through black unruly hairThat’s streaked with horns of grey and then,Grasping the tongs, he smacks the white-hot boltInto the water’s depthsAnd disappears behind a cloud of steam.Could one, so charged with life, be dead?3He was not a simple man:Part clown, part philosopher,Partly brilliant, partly dunce,Huge-hearted, raging bear,Sublime and silly all at once.Damaged,One leg shorter than the other,He walked with a flawed magnificence.4He embraced the fire, water, earth, and airAnd never stood apart---Out of them he forged his lifeAnd shaped his human dreamWith the fragile magick hammer of his heart.So now I grip the heavy hammer that he leftAnd touch an elemental powerThat flows beyond the feeble reachOf the enslaved or their enslaver.Now I know, at last,That this deep strengthIs my true heritage.FRUIT SALADI sank my fingersInto your soft ripe peachAnd suckled the strawberriesOn your apple firm melonsYou peeledMy bananaFondlingMy grapesAnd we madeA fruit saladSwimming in juiceLaterYou told meI’d taken your cherry.A BLESSINGI’ve been broken.Eyes I thought could see my soulWent blindAnd my unsuspecting heartWas droppedBy hands I’d come to trust.It was then, unstrung by the cold shrill fearOf abandonmentI tasted all the bitter fruits of hurt and anger-I was shaken to my core.I was broken.But, in choosing to draw togetherThe scattered pieces of my self,I began an anguished exploration.I sought to make some kind of meaningOut of the painful knowledge of love professedAnd then that love forsaken.Entering a formless SolitudeI examined and reexaminedWhat had been said and doneUntil those things became transparentAnd unveiled the peaceful watersFeeding my resilience.Finally, I learned to accept and forgiveMy own and another’s fallible humanity-Only then could I begin to slowly reintegrateThe scattered pieces of my self.Yes, I have been broken.But I know nowThat I was blessed…By brokenness.



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