What Is This All About ?

The writers gathered here have adopted one of the 48 lions that appeared in "The Lions Of Lyon" series on the writing blog Shameless Words. By adopting a lion, the writers have become a member of this new writing circle. The lions have been posted in the sidebars of the writers' individual blogs, accompanied by a poem or piece of prose. Of course, it is hoped that the strength, luck and prestige of these mighty beasts will rub off on their owners! (Keep scrolling down to see the full listings of all members and their lions).

Lion 39 - Once In A Blue Muse

 


Lion 39:

Lucidus Keen.

Artist behind the lion:

Hervé di Rosa (American visual artist).

Adoptive Writer:

LJCohen at Once In A Blue Muse : A Poet's Journal.

Blog Description:

This blog is a poet's heaven. LJ Cohen produces an amazing amount of poetry and is a regular participant in the "Poetry Thursday" project. LJC lives in Massachusetts in the US and refers to her home as the Blue Muse Ranch. The site is beautiful, with professional-looking graphics, and the sidebar links are invaluable. LJC's latest project was a poetry workshop for some 5th graders at her son's school. Intelligent, luscious phrases have turned this site into gold.

Poem or piece of prose inspired by the lion:

You stride with lethal grace,/ face the future with unflinching/ eyes. If I tangle blind fingers/ in your mane, will confidence/ crackle along this unlikely circuit/ of poet and muse or will you swing/ your massive head, panting/ mouth a mocking smile, devour/ tender flesh, these newborn words.

About the lion's name:

LJCohen says:

"When I found my way to the Shameless Lions project, I spent a long time trying to decide which lion to 'adopt.' There were other lions whose look appealed to me--one stark black and white one who I really loved. But I kept coming back to this lion. The one with all the open eyes.

He followed me around, intruded into odd and random thoughts, even into my dreams. It was not always comfortable--being stared at by this beast.

He misses nothing. Even when he sleeps, the eyes are watching. They see into the heart of all possible stories, the past, the present, the future. Truth to tell, he makes me nervous.

So I asked to adopt him, though I think it fair to say he adopted me. I think he will keep me honest, force me to look clearly at my writing, to dig deeper and always find the truth. He won't let me take the easy path.

It took a few days, but he finally revealed his name to me. Lucidus Keen. Named for the clarity of his vision and the sharpness of his claws. He is no cuddly pet or comforting talisman, but a force of nature, unpredictable as the weather and as changeable.

I hope I am worthy of him."

5 comments:

LJCohen said...

*blush*

Thank you for your gracious description of my blog! What a lovely thing to read--it really made my day.

KGT said...

lethal grace


that phrase has stuck with me for days now.

I like your poem for that almost chimeric fellow you chose.

LJCohen said...

Seamus--I was wondering where I can get information about 'my' lion's artist. Is there a listing somewhere?

Oh, and I finally found a name for him: Lucidus Keen

LJCohen said...

kgt--many thanks for your lovely comment!

LJCohen said...

Seamus,

Here is a copy of the blog post in which I explain my lion's name:

"When I found my way to the Shameless Lions project, I spent a long time trying to decide which lion to 'adopt.' There were other lions whose look appealed to me--one stark black and white one who I really loved. But I kept coming back to this lion. The one with all the open eyes.

He followed me around, intruded into odd and random thoughts, even into my dreams. It was not always comfortable--being stared at by this beast.

He misses nothing. Even when he sleeps, the eyes are watching. They see into the heart of all possible stories, the past, the present, the future. Truth to tell, he makes me nervous.

So I asked to adopt him, though I think it fair to say he adopted me. I think he will keep me honest, force me to look clearly at my writing, to dig deeper and always find the truth. He won't let me take the easy path.

It took a few days, but he finally revealed his name to me. Lucidus Keen. Named for the clarity of his vision and the sharpness of his claws. He is no cuddly pet or comforting talisman, but a force of nature, unpredictable as the weather and as changeable.

I hope I am worthy of him.
"