Aria Ligi is an independent scholar who has been writing for over forty years. She has a great love of history, and, the English Romantics. She has a Bachler’s Degree in Writing from San Francisco State University and graduated top of her class. Temple of Love and Blood, Bone and Stone are two of her earlier works.
She has been published most recently in October Hill, Z Publication’s New York’s Best Emerging Poets anthology, Light Journal: Issues Three, and four, the Australian Times, and University of South Dakota’s Vermillion Literary Project annual chapbook. She has appeared frequently on Progressive News Network’s Blog Talk Radio, reading her work and promoting good poetry. Currently, she is the Editor in Chief for New Poetry, an online international digest.
LII I can walk with Socrates; his white curls, his peaked Domed head that reaches back and leapt forthwith.
I can stroll with Demosthenes, antient worldly man In monastic bliss, modernity is, & I am no more bereft.
I am in this beauteous reign. My prow is a discus In the clouds, swimming in streamlets, awash & bathing
In psalms o’ old and where evil odes, symbols rife with Nefarious attributions are antithetical to these sparkling Suffusions, uninterrupted by chafe wise intrusions.
I can ramble with Cicero, his robe a draped caring cape. A caparison o’er a regale steed, his sage wise head lists in And I am fed. Not in the mead o’ the meanest man,
But in subtle intricacies & the taste o’ wine, a warm wooing Pungent port, clusters o’ grapes, o’er a Bacchanal court.
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Poetic Meaning LII is a sonnet from my unpublished book Plíris Agápē, which was written for Petrarch. Aria loves the ancient writers such as Cicero and Socrates, therefore this sonnet is him imagining having a conversation with them and what he would say.
I think its important to use artistic talents to honor those who have inspired us. In Greek mythology, muses were said to offer others inspiration for their artistic endeavors. We should show our appreciate to those who insire us, teaching others to thank those who helped light your passions.
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