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Mavericks
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Essentially, these poems are about Man and Woman and Love. Romantic and sometimes intimate, they leave their own footsteps in the rural and industrial landscape of today which resonate our profound need to love and be loved, a need that transcends all attempts to homogenise us into one cultural identity.
In these poems romance, chivalry and passion come to life. The Ranger's mind enjoys its exile in the golden forest of Lothlorien wandering through the Pre Raphaelite images. His mythical and mystical ideals, fuse with our thirst for realism and the alienation of pod life in this matrix of Metropolis.
Love is more than a singles bar at the end of a hard working week. It is real and tangible, and like life, it makes mistakes. In these poems of love remembered, love now and love to be, exile ends and life begins again.
By Connie Calomeni, Poet 21-Sep-2012 on lulu.com
The poems in this collection show Strider’s gift of being able to weave words into creative and surprising configurations. He manipulates words to do his will, taming them with his love for the sounds, rhythms and cadence of language. The result is poetry that is fresh, wild, sensual, and new. His poetry lulls the reader into hypnotic and sensual trances with imaginative renderings of lush landscapes of the mind, body,and nature. “Mavericks” is a wonderful compilation of poems, resonating with a poet’s passion for life, love, and language.
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Essentially, these poems are about Man and Woman and Love. Romantic and sometimes intimate, they leave their own footsteps in the rural and industrial landscape of today which resonate our profound need to love and be loved, a need that transcends all attempts to homogenise us into one cultural identity.
In these poems romance, chivalry and passion come to life. The Ranger's mind enjoys its exile in the golden forest of Lothlorien wandering through the Pre Raphaelite images. His mythical and mystical ideals, fuse with our thirst for realism and the alienation of pod life in this matrix of Metropolis.
Love is more than a singles bar at the end of a hard working week. It is real and tangible, and like life, it makes mistakes. In these poems of love remembered, love now and love to be, exile ends and life begins again.
By Connie Calomeni, Poet 21-Sep-2012 on lulu.com
The poems in this collection show Strider’s gift of being able to weave words into creative and surprising configurations. He manipulates words to do his will, taming them with his love for the sounds, rhythms and cadence of language. The result is poetry that is fresh, wild, sensual, and new. His poetry lulls the reader into hypnotic and sensual trances with imaginative renderings of lush landscapes of the mind, body,and nature. “Mavericks” is a wonderful compilation of poems, resonating with a poet’s passion for life, love, and language.
http://www.lulu.com/shop/strider-marc...
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First published January 13, 2011
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Strider Marcus Jones
45 books70 followersStrider Marcus Jones – is the founder, editor and publisher of Lothlorien Poetry Journal https://lothlorienpoetryjournal.blogs.... He is a poet, law graduate and ex civil servant from Salford/Hinckley, England with proud Celtic roots in Ireland and Wales. A member of The Poetry Society, his poetry has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize x4 and Best of the Net x3. His five published books of poetry are modern, traditional, mythical, sometimes erotic, surreal and metaphysical http//www.lulu.com/spotlight/stridermarcusj.... He is a maverick, moving between forests, mountains and cities, playing his saxophone and clarinet in warm solitude.
His poetry has been published in the USA, Canada, England, Ireland, Wales, France, Spain and Switzerland in numerous publications including mgv2 Publishing Anthology:And Agamemnon Dead; Deep Water Literary Journal; The Huffington Post USA; The Stray Branch Literary Magazine; Crack The Spine Literary Magazine; A New Ulster/Anu; Outburst Poetry Magazine; The Galway Review; The Honest Ulsterman Magazine; The Lonely Crowd Magazine; Section8Magazine; Danse Macabre Literary Magazine; The Lampeter Review; Ygdrasil, A Journal of the Poetic Arts; Don't Be Afraid: Anthology To Seamus Heaney.
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August 3, 2016
Mavericks, a study in New Age Renaissance poetic alchemy.
Byline: Subterranean Blue Poetry
Title of Book: Mavericks
Author: Strider Marcus Jones
Publisher: Strider Marcus Jones
Date of Publication: 2009
Page Count: 69
“It’s been seven hours and fifteen days
Since u took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since u took your love away”
- from Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O’Connor
Lovelorn Summer heat and the Celtic beat . . . Mavericks by Strider Marcus Jones is a study in the alchemy of New Age Renaissance poetics and language. Strider Marcus Jones lives in Paris. He is a Poet/Musician/Law Graduate/retired Civil Servant born in Salford England, his family originally from Ireland and Wales. He is widely published online, in journals and in anthologies. Poet Jones has written 5 books of poetry, Mavericks is the first book of poetry This Writer has reviewed for him.
This poetry is an event in love themes, romance, sometimes sexual imagery, often expressing want and not. Perhaps the violence of ended covenants, as if the undertoad of Western culture raises it’s Medusa’s head. Woven into the Celtic lyric lilt are nature images, flowers, jasmine, leaves, trees, berries the landscape of forest walks in poetry. The original use of language as music, new allusions and sometimes original words create an art nouveau poetic experience.
“STAYING IN THE JASMINE
i'm falling,
falling into jasmine,
someone, who is, has been
put back on the shelf.
i'm calling,
calling from the jasmine,
sounding, like i have been
part of someone else:
not as the me, i used to be,
who did the doubts, of in and out,
not knowing, what i was about
hiding behind stealth
a favourite raindrop in the sun was he,
coming down and straight back up, without
a word when finding others out
suspicions kept inside this self.
i'm stalling,
stalling in the jasmine,
knowing who was, is seen
as more than something else.
i'm staying,
staying in the jasmine,
making truer roots, than these have been
out of something else.”
The entire presentation is magical, using various forms of rhyme creating cadence, discord and mystery. The Poet is the alchemist, through various experiments with rhyme stirring the pot, in search of the perfect poem. The poetry presents different forms of rhyme, from rhyming couplets to end of lines a – b – a rhyme schemes, internal rhymes, repetitive words, amongst others, that regularly flow through each poem. It is a rich cadence, considered, sophisticated, creating a whole earth affect. It’s danger is to fall into over familiarity, it’s height is a magical take on poetic dance which it achieves more often than not, as if on the wings of peace.
“BARK
what's the point of crying into me
but i can see,
to set you free.
don't you know
i did this long ago,
by turning songs off the radio.
silence is the bark
around my ark,
i wear it on, to eat the dark
and to keep out the images
of once shared symmetries,
standing, like stone circle cemeteries
in the open air, made
for the wind and rain to fade,
for the sun's bleach and icy blade
to erase it all,
to forget its fall,
to remove its face, from beauty's wall.”
Staring in the face of free verse Modernism, the return to beauty with the Post-Moderns and now the return to rhyme in the New Age. As if the rebirth of civilization with the ease of information flow, the Holy Spirit tenets, in the Online Society is calling the Poet into higher climes of romance and the quest for karmic purity, the quest for the ideal, in all things peace. His influences are largely Celtic Poets, Seamus Heaney, W.B. Yeats, Robert Frost as well as Sylvia Plath and Pablo Neruda. Evolving from the Modernist, “God is dead” post WW II epoch into the era of dance with the introduction of regular rhyme, it is as if the poetry is evolving into the Internet journey of Zen and home.
“THE VASE
standing silent proud,
alone, or in a crowd
life glazed mood and skin
outside and in
for you, i think out loud
and take you in
where thoughts abound reversible
and convertible
where saying being wrong
reaches out beyond
the natural need to win.
moulded by my hands
to this shape that understands;
its cloth of clay holds you warm,
a mummer masked in costumes storm
react with its receptacle of reason
for sorting truths from treason,
but you don't need to have a season
to put your flowers into me
swaying here, in wind and wild, as born so be.”
This poetry speaks of hope and dance as the lyric rhythm, trees in summer breezes that move against the sky. Fantastical New Age Celtic poetry, Mavericks by Strider Marcus Jones.
Genre: Poetry, New Age
Available @ Amazon Canada. www.amazon.ca.
Available @ Amazon United States. www.amazon.com.
Available @ Amazon United Kingdom. www.amazon.co.uk.
Byline: Subterranean Blue Poetry
Title of Book: Mavericks
Author: Strider Marcus Jones
Publisher: Strider Marcus Jones
Date of Publication: 2009
Page Count: 69
“It’s been seven hours and fifteen days
Since u took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since u took your love away”
- from Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O’Connor
Lovelorn Summer heat and the Celtic beat . . . Mavericks by Strider Marcus Jones is a study in the alchemy of New Age Renaissance poetics and language. Strider Marcus Jones lives in Paris. He is a Poet/Musician/Law Graduate/retired Civil Servant born in Salford England, his family originally from Ireland and Wales. He is widely published online, in journals and in anthologies. Poet Jones has written 5 books of poetry, Mavericks is the first book of poetry This Writer has reviewed for him.
This poetry is an event in love themes, romance, sometimes sexual imagery, often expressing want and not. Perhaps the violence of ended covenants, as if the undertoad of Western culture raises it’s Medusa’s head. Woven into the Celtic lyric lilt are nature images, flowers, jasmine, leaves, trees, berries the landscape of forest walks in poetry. The original use of language as music, new allusions and sometimes original words create an art nouveau poetic experience.
“STAYING IN THE JASMINE
i'm falling,
falling into jasmine,
someone, who is, has been
put back on the shelf.
i'm calling,
calling from the jasmine,
sounding, like i have been
part of someone else:
not as the me, i used to be,
who did the doubts, of in and out,
not knowing, what i was about
hiding behind stealth
a favourite raindrop in the sun was he,
coming down and straight back up, without
a word when finding others out
suspicions kept inside this self.
i'm stalling,
stalling in the jasmine,
knowing who was, is seen
as more than something else.
i'm staying,
staying in the jasmine,
making truer roots, than these have been
out of something else.”
The entire presentation is magical, using various forms of rhyme creating cadence, discord and mystery. The Poet is the alchemist, through various experiments with rhyme stirring the pot, in search of the perfect poem. The poetry presents different forms of rhyme, from rhyming couplets to end of lines a – b – a rhyme schemes, internal rhymes, repetitive words, amongst others, that regularly flow through each poem. It is a rich cadence, considered, sophisticated, creating a whole earth affect. It’s danger is to fall into over familiarity, it’s height is a magical take on poetic dance which it achieves more often than not, as if on the wings of peace.
“BARK
what's the point of crying into me
but i can see,
to set you free.
don't you know
i did this long ago,
by turning songs off the radio.
silence is the bark
around my ark,
i wear it on, to eat the dark
and to keep out the images
of once shared symmetries,
standing, like stone circle cemeteries
in the open air, made
for the wind and rain to fade,
for the sun's bleach and icy blade
to erase it all,
to forget its fall,
to remove its face, from beauty's wall.”
Staring in the face of free verse Modernism, the return to beauty with the Post-Moderns and now the return to rhyme in the New Age. As if the rebirth of civilization with the ease of information flow, the Holy Spirit tenets, in the Online Society is calling the Poet into higher climes of romance and the quest for karmic purity, the quest for the ideal, in all things peace. His influences are largely Celtic Poets, Seamus Heaney, W.B. Yeats, Robert Frost as well as Sylvia Plath and Pablo Neruda. Evolving from the Modernist, “God is dead” post WW II epoch into the era of dance with the introduction of regular rhyme, it is as if the poetry is evolving into the Internet journey of Zen and home.
“THE VASE
standing silent proud,
alone, or in a crowd
life glazed mood and skin
outside and in
for you, i think out loud
and take you in
where thoughts abound reversible
and convertible
where saying being wrong
reaches out beyond
the natural need to win.
moulded by my hands
to this shape that understands;
its cloth of clay holds you warm,
a mummer masked in costumes storm
react with its receptacle of reason
for sorting truths from treason,
but you don't need to have a season
to put your flowers into me
swaying here, in wind and wild, as born so be.”
This poetry speaks of hope and dance as the lyric rhythm, trees in summer breezes that move against the sky. Fantastical New Age Celtic poetry, Mavericks by Strider Marcus Jones.
Genre: Poetry, New Age
Available @ Amazon Canada. www.amazon.ca.
Available @ Amazon United States. www.amazon.com.
Available @ Amazon United Kingdom. www.amazon.co.uk.
July 20, 2012
I have read this book three times now, looking forward to the forth read. Excellent!
July 21, 2012
Truly awesome. A journey on the rollercoaster of life...Deep, thought provoking poems breathing life into emotions and desires. xx
March 17, 2013
I've only really come to enjoy poetry in the last few years, and Mr Jones' poems are one of the reasons why. Absolutely wonderful.
April 13, 2016
This flawless collection
I draw a deep breath before I put words to my feelings of awe on reading this flawless collection of poems. Mavericks is the best I've read of this amazing wordsmith Strider Marcus Jones. His love poetry takes my heart away. His wondrous words about love, deep sensual love, make nonsense of the universal stampede for sex relief and show that stampede to be a sad and lonely thing.
Like the true Celt that he is, Jones puts the language of the invaders to his own use by tempering it in the fire of his passion for words, words that tell of the true meaning of love. Which is? Ah. I think it's what we receive if we give well enough. But this modern day Robert Browning has much much more than that to tell us.
And now I have to read all his words again.
Colm Herron
I draw a deep breath before I put words to my feelings of awe on reading this flawless collection of poems. Mavericks is the best I've read of this amazing wordsmith Strider Marcus Jones. His love poetry takes my heart away. His wondrous words about love, deep sensual love, make nonsense of the universal stampede for sex relief and show that stampede to be a sad and lonely thing.
Like the true Celt that he is, Jones puts the language of the invaders to his own use by tempering it in the fire of his passion for words, words that tell of the true meaning of love. Which is? Ah. I think it's what we receive if we give well enough. But this modern day Robert Browning has much much more than that to tell us.
And now I have to read all his words again.
Colm Herron
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