One Must Be A Seer

One Must Be A Seer
Created By Jennifer Kiley
Rewritten Material by J. Kiley
Illustrated by j. kiley
Created 04.20.13
Posted 04.20.13

I am borrowing the following poem by Arthur Rimbaud from a post I reblogged from on the plum tree. The following is an excerpt from the first post of the series, written by Niamh Clune: “Each Wednesday, I want to feature a rotation of different poets/writers writing about poetry…why they like a particular poem, new discoveries, (could be you) a little analysis.” Something to look forward to every Wednesday.

Now I present the poem that I could not resist. And I include a revised version of my comment. If you wish to see the post and comments in full go to Wednesday On The Plum Tree: In the Sandbox with Dr. Ampat Koshy. The post is brilliant and there is much to learn. I have added a few more intriguing aspects of Arthur Rimbaud’s life and something he wrote in a letter which should captivate your interest, I hope. This started out being a short posting of a poem from a poet I did not know very well but knew of and I had no idea what I would uncover from investigating his life. Find out what I discovered. I really would have enjoyed his company even during those difficult years or should I say especially during those difficult years.

one must be a seer 1 by j. kiley (c) jennifer kiley 2013

one must be a seer 2 by j. kiley (c) jennifer kiley 2013

First written on: April 17, 2013 (rewritten April 19th, 2013)

What a beautiful poem with what appears to me as a solemn ending. Such description, so alive and flowing smoothly off the tongue in the reading of them out loud. Rimbaud has conveyed to us such a peaceful image surrounded by natures beauty. Fully expecting the tranquility to be a story told of the living, for that is what surrounds the soldier. But as I stated, the ending is sad. The napping is permanent. The feelings elicited from the poem are delightful until the reader approaches toward the end. Then one is overcome with the unexpected and brought into a reality not predicted at the start.

This is a perfect choice to begin instructions. To be able to write in this way one needs to hone one’s ability of perceiving more closely one’s surroundings and be able to describe them in a more than ordinary way. I am impressed. To write like Arthur Rimbaud would be a great feat. Adjectives are not always my strongest area. This poem by Rimbaud has been revealing and given me something to work on. I am moved by the words of Arthur Rimbaud.

I am into writing for the purpose of making films but of another kind, not that of using poetry but of the use of a written script of dialogue. But I can only see using poetry in a film if one were doing what some would call a poetry slam and wanted to engage the body in the rhythm of the words as they were being created and spoken simultaneously.

But that is a different medium than the art of writing the words down for the purpose of an individual experience that you may or may not share in a reading or posting where other can observe and read your works. I like to hear what poetry I have written out loud, usually to myself, to hear how it sounds and to pick up on the rhythms and sometimes rhymes of the lines as they are spoken.

But I like writing of most any kind. Using words to express what I have ruminating in my mind. It is important to me to convey those words onto a surface so they can be read. Hopefully, the words will mean something and carry some significance, if only to myself. I encourage anyone to write who feels it in their soul or to express their soul through any form of art they feel most drawn into. Just express yourself. It is essential. It is LIFE. jk the secret keeper

Light and Shadow — Philip Wesley


“When you walk to the edge of all the light you have and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you must believe that one of two things will happen. There will be something solid for you to stand upon or you will be taught to fly.” ― Patrick Overton

“One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.” ― Jiddu Krishnamurti

“A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“The dark dangerous forest is still there, my friends. Beyond the space of the astronauts and the astronomers, beyond the dark, tangled regions of Freudian and Jungian psychiatry, beyond the dubious psi-realms of Dr. Rhine, beyond the areas policed by the commissars and priests and motivations-research men, far, far beyond the mad, beat, half-hysterical laughter… the utterly unknown still is and the eerie and ghostly lurk, as much wrapped in mystery as ever.” ― Fritz Leiber

“That illusion of a world so shaped that it echoes every groan, of human beings so tied together by common needs and fears that a twitch at one wrist jerks another, where however strange your experience other people have had it too, where however far you travel in your own mind someone has been there before you – – is all an illusion. We do not know our own souls, let alone the souls of others. Human beings do not go hand in hand the whole stretch of the way. There is a virgin forest in each; a snowfield where even the print of birds’ feet is unknown. Here we go alone, and like it better so. Always to have sympathy, always to be accompanied, always to be understood would be intolerable.” ― Virginia Woolf, On Being Ill

“Progress had not invaded, science had not enlightened, the little hamlet of Pieuvrot, in Brittany. They were a simple, ignorant, superstitious set who lived there, and the luxuries of civilization were known to them as little as its learning. They toiled hard all the week on the ungrateful soil that yielded them but a bare subsistence in return; they went regularly to mass in the little rock-set chapel on Sundays and saint’s days; believed implicitly all that monsieur le cure said to them, and many things which he did not say; and they took all the unknown, not as magnificent but as diabolical” ― Eliza Lynn Linton

“Even just seconds ahead is unknown; even just seconds after is open to infinite possibilities.” ― Mehmet Murat ildan

3 thoughts on “One Must Be A Seer

  1. “I say that one must be a seer, make oneself a seer. The poet makes himself a seer by a long, prodigious, and rational disordering of all the senses. Every form of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he consumes all the poisons in him, and keeps only their quintessences. This is an unspeakable torture…” —Arthur Rimbaud


    • I have discovered a new obsession. I am feeling kindred spirit emanating from him. “So, an adventure on I am.” Yoda speak. TY Niamh for being so supportive. It was an adventure found that I had no idea was there and now I am heading into it to discover someone and something. I must follow this out to see what more I will find. 😎 jk


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