Insomnium/ Inosculation/ William Blake : Musical Interlude and Word of the Day in Poetry Corner

by O Society Mar 6, 2019

Musical Interlude: Insomnium

Make sure the volume knob on your Marshall stack of amps goes all the way up to 11 and press play…

Through the Shadows ~

Walk away from the world
Give in all you got
Do not bother to try
Fight till the last drop
Walk among the shadows
Leave your mark behind
Lose yourself into grey mass
Make statement of your life
And I feel tired, empty and hollow, heart-broken inside
And I feel this life has nothing for me anymore
And I feel revived, sacred and honoured, one of the kind
And I feel this life is something I was chosen for
Let in the anxiety
Make the most of everyday
Dwell on guilt and misery
There is tomorrow after today
You cannot win always
But you can lose every time
You alone have the power
You only hold the control
One fleeting moment
Few short-lived seconds
Mere short flicker in time
For the shadow to grow and die

~ Insomnium


The Word of the Day is Inosculation:

What’s plant inosculation? The process of natural grafting, like what created v this v wonderful tree ‘porthole’ in South Australia.


Although ^ this ^ example is between two branches on the one tree, as also happens when you have twisted or braided stems on an ornamental fig, occasionally branches on separate but adjacent trees will also grow together. Usually this is between plants of the same species and they’re often called ‘marriage’ trees or ‘husband and wife’ trees.

White Sail ~

Raise a white sail if you love me
A black sail if you don’t
Seal me up in an impregnable tower
Or surround me with an impassable moat
I’ve heard all the stories told about love
(unattainable and pure)
But there is one love of which I’m sure

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Your fear as honed as a battle axe,
I’ll bear my neck, I’ll wear the scar,
And if my nerve should fail the task
I know your faith will not roam too far
I’ve heard all the stories told about love
(two souls into one)
But this tale of love is one we’ve just begun


Isoldt had her Tristan,
But love potions are not what we need,
And Paris had his Helen
But it was infatuation that was plain to see
What I desire is your trust to inspire
This love for you which grows in me



Plant a rose tree on his grave
And on mine plant a vine,
As seasons pass and markers fade
Watch them slowly intertwine
I’ve heard all the stories told about love
(till death do us part)
But our love is a vow which has been wrought
From heart to heart

~ Cowboy Junkies



Inosculation occurs when two branches rub together in the wind, removing the thin outer layer of bark and exposing the cambium layer below. As the cambium layers fuse, bark begins to grow around the wound and thicken into a normal branch.


As you would expect, trees easily grafted, such as apple, peach, pear and olive trees are known to conjoin this way, often when they are too closely spaced in orchards and not regularly pruned. Beech trees, which often grow very close together in thickets, or are deliberately closely-planted as a pleached hedge, also often inosculate.


Poetry Corner:

Auguries of Innocence ~

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
A Robin Red breast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage
A Dove house filld with Doves & Pigeons
Shudders Hell thr’ all its regions
A dog starvd at his Masters Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State
A Horse misusd upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fibre from the Brain does tear
A Skylark wounded in the wing
A Cherubim does cease to sing
The Game Cock clipd & armd for fight
Does the Rising Sun affright
Every Wolfs & Lions howl
Raises from Hell a Human Soul
The wild deer, wandring here & there
Keeps the Human Soul from Care
The Lamb misusd breeds Public Strife
And yet forgives the Butchers knife
The Bat that flits at close of Eve
Has left the Brain that wont Believe
The Owl that calls upon the Night
Speaks the Unbelievers fright
He who shall hurt the little Wren
Shall never be belovd by Men
He who the Ox to wrath has movd
Shall never be by Woman lovd
The wanton Boy that kills the Fly
Shall feel the Spiders enmity
He who torments the Chafers Sprite
Weaves a Bower in endless Night
The Catterpiller on the Leaf
Repeats to thee thy Mothers grief
Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly
For the Last Judgment draweth nigh
He who shall train the Horse to War
Shall never pass the Polar Bar
The Beggars Dog & Widows Cat
Feed them & thou wilt grow fat
The Gnat that sings his Summers Song
Poison gets from Slanders tongue
The poison of the Snake & Newt
Is the sweat of Envys Foot
The poison of the Honey Bee
Is the Artists Jealousy
The Princes Robes & Beggars Rags
Are Toadstools on the Misers Bags
A Truth thats told with bad intent
Beats all the Lies you can invent
It is right it should be so
Man was made for Joy & Woe
And when this we rightly know
Thro the World we safely go
Joy & Woe are woven fine
A Clothing for the soul divine
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Under every grief & pine
Runs a joy with silken twine
The Babe is more than swadling Bands
Throughout all these Human Lands
Tools were made & Born were hands
Every Farmer Understands
Every Tear from Every Eye
Becomes a Babe in Eternity
This is caught by Females bright
And returnd to its own delight
The Bleat the Bark Bellow & Roar
Are Waves that Beat on Heavens Shore
The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath
Writes Revenge in realms of Death
The Beggars Rags fluttering in Air
Does to Rags the Heavens tear
The Soldier armd with Sword & Gun
Palsied strikes the Summers Sun
The poor Mans Farthing is worth more
Than all the Gold on Africs Shore
One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands
Shall buy & sell the Misers Lands
Or if protected from on high
Does that whole Nation sell & buy
He who mocks the Infants Faith
Shall be mockd in Age & Death
He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
The rotting Grave shall neer get out
He who respects the Infants faith
Triumphs over Hell & Death
The Childs Toys & the Old Mans Reasons
Are the Fruits of the Two seasons
The Questioner who sits so sly
Shall never know how to Reply
He who replies to words of Doubt
Doth put the Light of Knowledge out
The Strongest Poison ever known
Came from Caesars Laurel Crown
Nought can Deform the Human Race
Like to the Armours iron brace
When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow
To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow
A Riddle or the Crickets Cry
Is to Doubt a fit Reply
The Emmets Inch & Eagles Mile
Make Lame Philosophy to smile
He who Doubts from what he sees
Will neer Believe do what you Please
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If the Sun & Moon should Doubt
Theyd immediately Go out
To be in a Passion you Good may Do
But no Good if a Passion is in you
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The Whore & Gambler by the State
Licencd build that Nations Fate
The Harlots cry from Street to Street
Shall weave Old Englands winding Sheet
The Winners Shout the Losers Curse
Dance before dead Englands Hearse
Every Night & every Morn
Some to Misery are Born
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight
Some are Born to sweet delight
Some are Born to Endless Night
We are led to Believe a Lie
When we see not Thro the Eye
Which was Born in a Night to perish in a Night
When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light
God Appears & God is Light
To those poor Souls who dwell in Night
But does a Human Form Display
To those who Dwell in Realms of day

~ William Blake



Musical Interlude



In Orbit ~

I’m caught here in this vacuum
I’m falling from a sunless sky
I’ll rid myself of value
And leave this emptiness behind

So I run before it’s over
I run but still never leave it seems
Run but not getting closer
I run to get away from this dream

I have been watching you from a distance
I have been monitoring you from cloudless skies
I’ve been calling your name just to ease your resistance
But nothing seems to shift your darkened sky

Run before it’s over
Run but still never leave it seems
Run but not getting closer
I run to get away from this dream

I’m in orbit
Stars exploding

~ Evergrey with Floor Jansen

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