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vlmora: Wishbone flower, blue wings. Torenia fournieri.
The oldtime woods and streams, dear Heart, and seek again, I guess, The buried gold, we sought of old, and find it none the less Still in the ground, fast sealed and bound, among the glooms and gleams – Madison Cawein.
Inet. pic.
Flooded_dessert: With their condition, It was difficult to go outside so they intermarried. They lived in relative isolation for over 100 years.
But why do they have blue skin?
Research collected from studies of isolated Alaskan Eskimo populations, Madison Cawein a hematologist was able
LeeAnnHowlettVO: Mid-Winter : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
cn_yanhua: The Morning Glories - Madison Julius Cawein
cn_yanhua: The Gray Sisters - Madison Julius Cawein
cn_yanhua: The Angel with the Book - Madison Julius Cawein
cn_yanhua: Spirit of Dreams - Madison Julius Cawein
HelloWheelHouse: And despite attention grabbing headlines of record sale prices of NFT art, there is actually a significant amount of reasonably priced work available. Ex: WHA has paintings by Madison Cawein that sell for $25k, while his photography sells for $2500 & his NFTs are $525.
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cn_yanhua: The Vampire
by Madison Julius Cawein
A lily in a twilight place?
A moonflow’r in the lonely night?—
Strange beauty of a woman's face
Of wildflow’r-white!
The rain that hangs a star’s green ray
Slim on a leaf-point’s restlessness,
Is not so glimmering green and gray
HelloWheelHouse: Featured artists:
Matthew and Mitchell Bradley
Tiffany Carbonneau
Madison Cawein
Valerie Sullivan Fuchs
Brian Harper
Thaniel Ion Lee, appearing courtesy of Moremen Gallery.
Yoko Molotov
Rebecca Norton
Daniel Pfalzgraf
Welcome to a new era in Art. Welcome to All Today’s Parties.
MelanieJaxn: Or words she murmured while she leaned!
Witch-words, she holds me softly by,—
The spell that binds me to a fiend
Until I die.
-Madison Julius Cawein
jalmurra: Exploring the spooky yet comforting feelings of ‘An Autumn Night’ by Madison Julius Cawein.
TimothyFerg1: Gloramone by Madison J. Cawein
MelanieJaxn: Old Man Rain at the windowpane
Knocks and fumbles and knocks again:
His long-nailed fingers slip and strain:
Old Man Rain at the windowpane
Knocks all night but knocks in vain.
Old Man Rain.-Madison Julius Cawein
thefruitycowboy: “The Stars” by Madison Cawein
georgedance04: Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
A Night in June, by Madison Cawein
[...]
And now a meteor draws a lilac line
Across the welkin, as if God would sign
The perfect poem of this night of June.
[...]
LeeAnnHowlettVO: Contrasts : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
thedarcey1: “Within ourselves the Age of Gold,
That never died, and never will,
As long as one true nature feels
The wonders that the world reveals.”
“The Age Of Gold” by Madison Julius Cawein.
Painting: The Unicorn Rests in a Garden.
thedarcey1: “For her, the girl, who waits him there,
A lace-gowned phantom, dark of hair,
Whose loveliness still keeps those walks,
And with whose Memory he talks...”
“A Ghost Of Yesterday” by Madison Julius Cawein.
Painting: The Penitent Magdalen by Georges de La Tour
DeadPoetsDaily: ‘Meeting In Summer’ by Madison Cawein
LiteraryRob: Long was the journey and far has it led: On the final moments of poet Madison Cawein, December 8, 1914, and his poem "At the End of the Road" --
plastic_bio: A moonlight traveler in Fancy’s land.
- Madison Cawein
haovenue: Even as a child he loved to thrid the bowers,
And mark the loafing sunlight's lazy laugh; – Madison Cawein
Kulambq: "All hushed of glee,
The last chill bee
Clings wearily
To the dying aster:
The leaves drop faster:
And all around, red as disaster,
The forest crimsons with tree on tree."
~ Madison Julius Cawein, "Hallowmas"
op109: “The moon slips from a silver mist, - With star-bound brow, and star-wreathed wrist,”
— Madison Cawein, from The Wood Witch in “Poems Bewitched And Haunted”
---
robert-hadley
Photo by Petro Skoublis
MelanieJaxn: There by the stagnant pool he stands,
A fox-fire lamp in flickering hands;
The weeds are slimy to the tread,
And mockingly, and mockingly,
With slanted eyes and eldritch head
He leans above a face long dead,--
The face of me! the face of me!
-Madison Cawein
LeeAnnHowlettVO: Clouds of the Autumn Night : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
DarkSoftlyTales: “With gothic eyes, that, dark and deep,
Are mirrors of a mystic land...”
Listen to the apocalyptic poems of Madison Julius Cawein for free at
DarkSoftlyTales: The greek root of the word Apocalypse means to reveal or uncover knowledge. Let’s uncover the sound of silence through Madison Julius Cawein's stunning words of shadow and light.
LiteraryRob: A protest against the attitude of the times, public and political: Kentucky poet Madison Cawein notes he is working on "an ode to The Republic," July 27, 1912 --
LeeAnnHowlettVO: Rain : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
HintonLibrary: Join us for community reads tomorrow, Wednesday, June 30th, at 9 AM on all of our social media channels! This month, library staff will be reading the poem Old Homes by Madison Julius Cawein.
LeeAnnHowlettVO: The Wind Of Spring : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
LiteraryRob: Madison Cawein offers appreciation to his friend Robert Edward Lee Gibson by dedicating his next book, "Idyllic Monologues," to him, April 28, 1898 --
withdrawBolts: TATI’s & TONY’s DEAD POET TOUR // Carpe Diem by Madison Julius Cawein
crumbtweet: TATI’s & TONY’s DEAD POET TOUR // Carpe Diem by Madison Julius Cawein
SanneGovaert: And there I saw them clasped in bliss
Beneath an old beech tree:
And-here's the flower born of their kiss
This wild anemone.
- Madison Julius Cawein
ScoolBuzz: it made Fugates withdraw further from society.
In the 1960s, Dr Madison Cawein became no less than god for Fugates. He tested two Fugate descendants, Patrick and Rachel Ritchie. Looking at them, Cawein said, "They were bluer’n hell."
LiteraryRob: Time halts and crawls: On the birth of Kentucky poet Madison Cawein, March 23, 1865, and his poem "Waiting" --
jfoster58: Literary footnote: Born this day in 1865, Madison Cawein, "the Keats of Kentucky."
jfoster58: "...So mad, so wild is March!—
I long, oh , long
To see the redbud's torch
Flame far and strong;
Hear, on my vine-climbed porch,
The bluebird's song."--Madison Cawein, "Waiting"
LiteraryRob: Music of all the birds,
Boy, in your face and words...
Kentucky poet Madison Cawein's poem for his son, born March 18, 1904 --
Crypsis12: Madison Cawein wrote "Waste Land" in 1913 and TS Eliot ripped him off in 1922. Ralph Fiennes might be making a movie about Madison Cawein if he had a better publicist.
LiteraryRob: And, holding one to the other,
Prove worthy to be her sons...
Madison Cawein's poem honoring his home state, "Kentucky," presented to displaced Kentuckians, February 12, 1913 --
GottaReadGRT: The Haunted House
By Madison Julius Cawein
Itsreallyheart: Singing a song of manly deeds.
Madison Julius Cawein
LoveJONA iWantASAP
CoachRebstock: These—the bright symbols of man's hope and fame,
In which he reads his blessing or his curse—
Are syllables with which God speaks his name
In the vast utterance of the universe.
- Madison Cawein (made me think of Stella’s name)
Peer_0011: “Some reckon time by stars
And some by hours
Some measure days by dreams
And some by flowers
My heart alone records
My days and hours.”
~ Madison J. Cawein
LiteraryRob: Long was the journey and far has it led: On the death of Kentucky poet Madison Cawein, December 8, 1914, and his poem "At the End of the Road" --
Faust89823700: Madison Julius Cawein - Echo
Dweller in hollow places, hills and rocks,
Daughter of Silence and old Solitude,
Tip-toe she stands within her cave or wood,
Her only life the noises that she mocks.
Faust89823700: Madison Julius Cawein - Touchstones
Hearts, that have cheered us ever, night and day,
With words that helped us on the rugged way,
The hard, long road of life to whom is due
More than the heart can ever hope to pay
Are they not touchstones, soul-
RaginCajunKate: "Into the sunset's turquoise marge
The moon dips, like a pearly barge
Enchantment sails through magic seas
To fairyland Hesperides,
Over the hills and away."- Madison Cawein
JohnLoony: Today I discovered the brillig poem "Waste Land" (1913) by Madison Cawein, which, despite being only 40 lines, is potentially as brillig as the even more brillig "The Waste Land" (1922) by T.S. Eliot, which is 434 lines.
lah_ann: Witnesses : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
thatisnotcanon: The Dead Dream by Madison Julius Cawein read by Paula Araujo
onethirdoflife: The Dead Dream by Madison Julius Cawein read by Paula Araujo
zanecweber: Zane just keeps doing things. Here is the latest The Dead Dream by Madison Julius Cawein read by Paula Araujo
LiteraryRob: The Land is as a mighty scroll unrolled: Kentucky poet Madison Cawein's progress on his ode "The Republic," July 27, 1912, which, at nine pages, was perhaps his most ambitious work --
BRAiNSt36625952: SKULL SMACK: Madison Julius Cawein's "The Father"
Faust89823700: The Night goes stealing to her tryst,
Breathing a fragrant sigh;
One jewel from her starry wrist
Drops down the quiet sky.
Heart, let it be a sign to you
Of love behind the bending blue.
Madison Julius Cawein
illahie_naik: There where the road turned from the wood.
Whose voice was that he seemed to hear?
Then heart and soul were seized with fear,
And, turning, as if death-pursued,
He fled into the solitude.
----Madison Julius Cawein
lah_ann: Quiet : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
MiraKaliani: ”What magic shall solve us the secret
Of beauty that’s born for an hour?”
{Madison Cawein, Interpreted }
LiteraryRob: Sad, bankrupt heirs of song: Poet Madison Cawein writes to a friend that he has dedicated his new book to him, "Idyllic Monologues," April 28, 1898, and the poem "To my friend: R. E. Lee Gibson" --
megoizzy: Above the hills, a fiery shout
Of gold, the day dies slowly out,
Like some wild blast a huntsman blows:
And o'er the hills my Fancy goes,
Following the sunset's golden call – Madison Cawein
Paintings: Erin Hanson
BernheimForest: The celebration of the 40th anniversary of our Artist in Residence program continues with a look at Louisville artist, Madison Cawein.
LiteraryRob: How slow the Hours creep,
Each with a crutch!—
On the birth of Kentucky poet Madison Cawein, March 23, 1865 (who probably didn't write these lines because of social distancing, but...) --
LiteraryRob: On the birth of the son of Kentucky writer Madison Cawein, March 18, 1904, who would later change his name to Madison Cawein II, and the poem from dad to son "To My Little Son Preston" --
Faust89823700: endures,
What strength has ours that is not born of yours?
Heart of my heart, to you, whatever come,
To you the lead, whose love hath led me home.
Heart of my heart.
Madison Julius Cawein
LiteraryRob: She keeps to the path of duty,
And never turns aside...
A poem titled "Kentucky" by Kentucky poet Madison Cawein, February 12, 1913 --
JohnLoony: "Waste Land" by Madison Cawein
(not to be confused with
"The Waste Land" by T. S. Eliot)
LiteraryRob: Here by the road at the end o' the year,
Let us sit down and drink of our beer,
Happy-Go-Lucky and her Cavalier,
Out in the wind and the rain.
On the death of Madison Cawein, December 8, 1914, and his poem "At the End of the Road" --
lah_ann: Transposed Seasons : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
gobalax: Transposed Seasons | Madison Cawein | Multi-version (Weekly and Fortnightly poetry) | Soundbook
Faust89823700: Heart of my heart, to you, whatever come,
To you the lead, whose love hath led me home.
Heart of my heart.
Madison Cawein
Repubbank1stFri: "INSCAPES": PHOTOGRAPHY BY MATT GATTON AND MADISON CAWEIN
Show runs through December 20, 2019
Matt Gatton and Madison Cawein both from Louisville, now make their homes in
Santa Fe, New Mexico.
withdrawBolts: TATI’s & TONY’s DEAD POET TOUR // Halloween by Madison Julius Cawein
crumbtweet: TATI’s & TONY’s DEAD POET TOUR // Halloween by Madison Julius Cawein
vividblackart: Today I interview photographers Matt Gatton and Madison Cawein. We will discuss their work and exhibition opening tonight as part of the Louisville Photo Biennial. 2-4pm today on 97.1 WXOX or stream live at
MelanieJaxn: Old Man Rain at the windowpane
Knocks and fumbles and knocks again:
His long-nailed fingers slip and strain:
Old Man Rain at the windowpane
Knocks all night but knocks in vain.
Old Man Rain...
-Madison Julius Cawein
PlanesSunny: A barren field o'ergrown with thorn and weed
It stays for him who waits for help from God:
Only the soul that makes a plough of Need
Shall know what blossoms underneath its sod. || Madison Julies Cawein
JonathanLKeeton: Work in Progress Moonrise, Chama River Oil on Panel 36” x 36” This started out as an acrylic painting, and I got stuck on that crazy halation around the moon. Then my friend the awesome painter Madison Cawein…
MelanieJaxn: There by the stagnant pool he stands,
A fox-fire lamp in flickering hands;
The weeds are slimy to the tread,
And mockingly, and mockingly,
With slanted eyes and eldritch head
He leans above a face long dead,--
The face of me! the face of me!
-Madison Cawein
502SalesPro: Ultimate Things Madison Cawein Opening Reception
DoinaBadescu: IMPROMPTU: SUNSET IN AUTUMN - by Madison Cawein
lah_ann: After A Night Of Rain : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
AndKnuckles_bot: The Poems of Madison Cawein, vol. 2 & Knuckles
LiteraryRob: A protest against the attitude of the times, public and political, and a sort of appeal to God and the world of the lowly and the wise, for patience: Madison Cawein's ode on "The Republic," July 27, 1912 --
realChromaLuxe: Wow, amazing photo titled 'Triple Madison'. Three Madison Cawein's in one picture with one on ChromaLuxe. Great work as always matt.gatton!
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Reposted from matt.gatton - ‘Triple Madison’ portrait of the…
LiteraryRob: We walk a world of miracles: Kentucky poet Madison Cawein writes to his friend James Whitcomb Riley after his marriage, June 4, 1903, and the poem Riley wrote to him --
valeriodistefan: Poems of Madison Cawein Vol 4, The by CAWEIN, Madison
valeriodistefan: Wet Day, A by CAWEIN, Madison
lah_ann: A Wet Day : Madison Cawein : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive
LiteraryRob: I have been often at a loss how to show to you my appreciation: Madison Cawein's book dedicated to his friend Robert E. L. Gibson, April 28, 1898 --
LiteraryRob: This is the truth as I see it, my dear, / Out in the wind and the rain; / They who have nothing have little to fear...
RosenthalEllery: There are haunters of the silence, ghosts that hold the heart and brain.
-Madison Julius Cawein
GoNBid: The last poem written by Cawein, just discovered December 27th 2017
War? by Madison Julius...
GoNBid: One of the original writings from Madison Julius Cawein (March 23, 1865 - December 8, 1914)....
LiteraryRob: Long was the journey and far has it led: On the death of Kentucky poet Madison Cawein, December 8, 1914 --...
EditorePub: I am a part of all you see
In Nature: part of all you feel:
I am the impact of the bee
Upon the blossom; in the...
