sisterlynch Posted February 21, 2003 Share Posted February 21, 2003 This is a poem by Robert Bly entitled The Peacock's Tail. The poet wondered why his voice trails off whenever he recites his own poety, often it is difficult to speak when the thoughts come directly from the heart. It is shame that silences us. That is why we act differently around those we don't trust. When I recite a line, I allow my voice to fall off. I speak strongly as I climb the line, And then leave the last word to trail down so that noone will hear it. Doubt enters then, just when there should be something fierce--when the throat should come in lifting up what it knows, what it feels, what it wants. Why shouldn't the voice spread its peacock tail in which the eyes of the universe are open? This failing of breath is the shamed boy who hides in his room at night...? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NetGboi Posted February 26, 2003 Share Posted February 26, 2003 sister lynch... you rock! I really enjoyed that poem. More More More... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dazedpunk1607306446 Posted February 26, 2003 Share Posted February 26, 2003 now me, as an actor, i never had that problem. but good poem Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eterna2 Posted March 1, 2003 Share Posted March 1, 2003 so very true. so very very true. in fact i dun think i trust anyone anymore. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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