"Heraclitus" by Utrecht Moreelse‘Three by Heraclitus’ and Other Poetry by E.M. Schorb The Society August 3, 2021 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 6 Comments . Three by Heraclitus I Offend yourself with mirrored knowledge (where’s that face you wore at college?) and your sense of life’s no-stasis, thinking of various times and places, recalling the endless grandmother summers, remembering bees and thunderboomers, and quote, “A boy’s will is the wind’s will.” All is flux, nothing stands still. II About to vacation some years ago, it was yourself that you wanted to know, so you left your wife behind and went away to the mountains and set up a tent, and re-read Walton*, and cast your fly as you did as a boy, long and high; but something went wrong—and you got a fever. You can’t step twice in the selfsame river. III Discontent in retirement you stare at your land (once wild but tamed by the work of your hand). How long will it take to overgrow when you are gone, you’d like to know. You haven’t the strength to do things twice. It’s all gone now, gone in a trice. You’re an old dog now, a dog with the mange. Nothing endures but change, change, change. . *The Compleat Angler, 1653, Izaak Walton . . The Bosnian Cherry . . . the explosion appears to have shocked the tree into blossom. —Reuters Friends, look with faithless unbelieving eyes upon this miracle the bomb has wrought, as now, in shocked conversion, I tell you of spring against the devastated skies of winter war, the hopelessness war brought, and how, enveloped in explosive blue of acrid smoke, this tree could still devise beyond predictability. It caught the shell’s enormous heat, and grew fluid with sap, miraculous with surprise of spring, for all combatants to be taught anew a faith unlearned by deathly cries, a blossoming the human heart has sought with every hopeful spring—a sweet Peace Prize. . . E.M. Schorb’s work has appeared in Agenda (UK), The American Scholar, The Carolina Quarterly, TRINACRIA, The Hudson Review, The Southern Review, Measure, Stand (UK), The Massachusetts Review, The Virginia Quarterly Review, The North American Review, Poetry Salzburg Review (AU), The Yale Review, and Oxford Poetry (UK), among others. His collection, Murderer’s Day, was awarded the Verna Emery Poetry Prize and published by Purdue University Press years ago, and a subsequent collection, Time and Fevers, was the recipient of the Writer’s Digest International Self-Published Award for Poetry and also an Eric Hoffer Award. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 6 Responses Paul Freeman August 3, 2021 Wow, and wow. Two magnificent poems. Three by Heraclitus I found full of wistfulness and nostalgia, with pearls of wisdom at the end of each stanza, but ultimately melancholy. A slow roller-coaster ride full of variation it takes the reader to many reflective places. The Bosnian Cherry is a wonderful story / moment out of time. I made a cursory search on the internet, found nowt, and was wondering if it’s based on a true story. You did a great job creating something so positive and life-affirming out of such a tragic era. Keep this between us, but for a moment in stanza II of Three by Heraclitus, I thought it said ‘re-read ‘The Waltons’.’ A light moment, but I’m glad for the asterisk. Thanks for two fine reads, Mr Schorb. Reply Sally Cook August 3, 2021 Dear Mr. Schorb — Your imagination is crystal clear; your manner deliberately takes us to where your conclusive comments lie waiting. You are the berry seed. the whip of the fishing line, the kernel in the nut, the meaning in the poem. Thank you! Reply Cynthia Erlandson August 3, 2021 I agree — these are both really lovely! Reply Michael Dashiell August 3, 2021 Nothing endures but change, change, change also events major or minor can likewise repeat since people, nature, and the cosmos incur and maintain qualities and habits for better or worse. Thanks for posting these thoughtful poems. Reply David Bellemare Gosselin August 4, 2021 I really enjoyed the Heraclitus piece. You were able to take an old philosophical idea and elaborated it with some new fresh metaphors. I could even see a whole series a this kind of biographic-philosophic sketching. Could be interesting. “Three by Heraclitus” also reminds me of Schiller’s “The Proverbs of Confucius.” Reply C.B. Anderson August 7, 2021 By Jesus, E.M.! I don’t think I’ve read anything by you since The Pennsylvania Review went under. If I may express an opinion, I think you are better now than you were then. And even then you always held our attention. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.