{"id":6432,"date":"2018-04-25T21:43:18","date_gmt":"2018-04-25T21:43:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/?p=6432"},"modified":"2019-02-11T07:58:27","modified_gmt":"2019-02-11T07:58:27","slug":"the-absent-of-present-a-poem-by-ken-allan-dronsfield","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/the-absent-of-present-a-poem-by-ken-allan-dronsfield\/","title":{"rendered":"The Absent of Present. A Poem by Ken Allan Dronsfield"},"content":{"rendered":"

Editors Note: the following description are comments made by the author about its work<\/strong>, “I thought I would explain the poem, “Absent of Present”. I originally wrote the piece as a simple poem talking about the Holocaust during the 30’s and 40’s. Some people enjoy the piece while others still hide from the truths of what happened to the seven million jewish souls, and millions of peasants, Russian Soldiers, and innocents from all over the globe. I assigned the ‘subject’ of the poem as the soul of a jewish man or woman, asking all, can you find me? etc.” <\/em>
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Has anyone seen me?
\nI know I used to be here,
\nperhaps there, somewhere.
\nI feel so lost, gone like
\nbones in old dry red clay.
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\nDust in a strong breeze.
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\nI feel like a cat nine tail,
\nstanding straight and tall
\nthen bent over in marsh winds
\nwaving to all around the lake,
\nlost fantasies rise skyward.
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\nDepth of a cranky shade
\nof listless yet excited bliss.
\nBlessed by the thoughts and
\nprayers of strangers, love
\nenhanced by a whisper.
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\nBut has anyone seen me?
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\nElders cry for the children
\nbegging souls return home.
\nThe Keep of life’s clock, turn
\nthat key and spike the pendulum
\nhumming a sonnet in rhyme.
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\nThe demons and hunger
\ninvoked sincere repentance
\nfor thieving loaves of bread.
\nAs all distressed lives calmly
\ninhaled deeply well before the
\nthe ovens inhaled the dead?
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\nSeven million souls waft above.
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\nFeel the chills of those evenings
\nlong forgotten, repent your worst,
\ntarry along to knit your burial throw
\nkiss the ring and release the dybbuk;
\nsearch through dust in the corner.
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\nHas anyone found me yet?
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\nBiography:
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\nKen Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, award winning poet and fabulist who is a three time Pushcart Prize nominee and twice for Best of the Net in 2016-2017. His work has been published world-wide in various publication venues. Ken is an Ordained Minister of the Universal Life Church and Member of the Knight’s Templar. He loves writing, thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night and spending time with family, friends and his cats Willa and Yumpy. Ken has two poetry collections, his first “The Cellaring” Poems from a Darkling Side of the Shadowed Mind and his newest release, “A Taint of Pity” Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection. He is the Co-Editor of two poetry anthologies, “Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze” and “Dandelion in a Vase of Roses” all available from Amazon.com.WEBSITE: https:\/\/ arevenantpoet.wordpress.com\/
\nNon nobis, Domine, non nobis, sed Nomini tuo da gloriam!
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\nRobin Ouzman Hislop<\/strong> is Editor of Poetry Life and Times<\/a> his publications include All the Babble of the Souk<\/em> <\/a>and Cartoon Molecules<\/em> <\/em><\/a>collected poems and Key of Mist<\/em> <\/em><\/a>the recently published Tesserae<\/em> <\/em><\/a>translations from Spanish poets Guadalupe Grande <\/a>and Carmen Crespo visit Aquillrelle.com\/Author Robin Ouzman Hislop <\/a>about author. See Robin performing his work Performance (Leeds University)<\/a> .<\/p>\n

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Editors Note: the following description are comments made by the author about its work, “I thought I would explain the poem, “Absent of Present”. I originally wrote the piece as a simple poem talking about the Holocaust during the 30’s and 40’s. Some people enjoy the piece while others still hide from the truths of … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[699,796,366,401,43],"tags":[18,136,3],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6432"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6432"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6432\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6892,"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6432\/revisions\/6892"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6432"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6432"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artvilla.com\/plt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6432"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}