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I'm going to take your deeply: I'm going to take your deeply inspiring guidance to heart. Thank you again and again for bringing me back to PostPoems. And myself! God bless. 

The poetic edifice that you: The poetic edifice that you have been constructing, poem by poem, over the years is, I believe, incontrovertible proof that one of the primary functions of the poetic vocation is to participate in, and advance, the process of the Cosmos explaining itself to itself.  You not only speak to humanity on earth, you speak to and for star systems, galaxies, nebulae, rogue comets, and meteor showers.  Two to three thousand years ago, Poets created the myths by which stars and constellations have been named.  Now, the responsibility to explicate what has been named  becomes a new Poetic process and vocation, for which you are eminently qualified.  This is why, in my opinion, it is vitally important that every poem you complete takes its rightful place on the internet (hopefully, postpoems).  

Thank you so much. This is: Thank you so much. This is actually a poem I wrote in 1981 and it's the first time it has been presented. I have also placed it on my youtube channel. Thx again :)

You were spot on in your: You were spot on in your assessment of my core message, and I couldn't feel more gratified that you not only used your mental laser-pointer to illuminate it, but presented it with overwhelming magnificence. A poet couldn't ask for more, but there was more . . .   After grasping my burning intention for many of my expressions, you defined my overall theme of unity as a "Cosmology". Just where, starbound Poet, do I begin to thank you for seeing and appreciating that?   I'm also thrilled by your very kind reassurance that my processes work. That means more than you can imagine and more than I could, in one lifetime, thank you for.   Peace and Light.   

I love your comment in so: I love your comment in so many ways

I woke in the middle of the: I woke in the middle of the night to find that this poem has posted; and as I have said for a couple of years now, a poem posted by Patricia is an event.  This poem embodies that excitement.  The supple slenderness of her brief lines reveals a profound depth of meaning that fully blossoms toward the conclusion of the poem. Her poems are, primarily, poems of process.  They are choreographies of those processes which, in her Poetry, normally take place on a cosmic scale or stage.  If she writes about a flower blooming in some meadow, you can assume that there is also, in some part of the galaxy, a star emerging from a nebula and igniting unto light and warmth.  Her metaphors and similes are very dramatic, and the crows like priests that do not know what vows are, is downright comical.  But whatever effect is rendered by her poetic devices, they are all carefully and skillfully directed to the same end:  to describe the connectedness of all aspects of existing in a community of all things that exist.  The blooming flower in a meadow on earth shares a fellowship with the newly emerged and glowing star.  Whiile this is Poetry, and no one can dispute that fact, it is also a fully functional Cosmology (but without all the tedious mathematical equations; one need not have studied Calculus to understand her Poetry). Like Wallace Stevens' Poetry, Patricia's has a deliberate center of gravity which is usually deep within the poem, and in this particular poem it is in the final eight lines.  Here she shows us the connectedness or community of all existence:  everything has to do with everything everywhere.  This is a cosmologically credal statement---as self-evident as any of Euclid's axioms, but even more essential.  The connectedness of all things is axiomatic because all things were created by God, the name of Whom was revealed to Apostle John (chosen appropriately from among them all) as Love.  And Love has given the task of explication to certain Poets . . . not every Poet, but only a chosen few, among whom is Patriciajj.