Lies are not an isle
standing well above the surface.
They are oceans of unpredictable waters.
The truth is but a tattered tugboat
trying to stay together
seeing out the storm
to reach its destination
afloat in one piece.
Mirror Poem Uses Anagrams and Metaphors
In a Greenygrey poetry exclusive GGN‘s Wolf Whitzer would have been proud of, I can reveal that the opening stanza of poetry above was the original poem Marc Latham turned into his Anagram Ocean Inspiration, Navigating Uncharted Metaphor Folding Mirror poem recently imported into the Greenygrey world.
There’s more explanation and a couple of photos over on the fmpoetry.wordpress.com website.
Mirror Poem Book
Marc Latham’s second poetry collection is available on Amazon for the lowest prices he could set.
Marc loves bargain-hunting, so he thought he’d give you one… well, two if you also include the Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.
242 Mirror Poems and Reflections contains 121 Folding Mirror poems and 121 reflections; the reflections are an eclectic mix of poems, thoughts and explanations.
Mirror Poem Reflections
The Greenygrey will be serialising the Reflections here this year, as we serialised the Werewolf of Oz last year. The book’s very low price won’t be reduced this year or next. The Folding Mirror poems have already been previewed on fmpoetry.wordpress.com
The poems and reflections reach back to ancient history, the Romantic period and ‘Great War‘; are most influenced by writing, rock, pop and poetry from the 1950s to now; and look out to the latest developments in space and science.
The first reflection mirrored a poem that reflected on the similarities between space and mind in the latest technological imaging called: SAGAS: Solipsistic Astronaut Gravitates Agnostic Space
The reflection was inspired by Marc’s continual search for truth and knowledge, which is given a reason and outlet by his writing and poetry, rather than resting on his laurels, and studying the same subject to precision expertise while raking in the rewards.
It’s only a small one, trying to be philosophical, and many of the other reflections are much longer. Here it is:
What I am incapable of understanding has no meaning,
What I understand has no interest.