Skirmishes in the Atrium by Arthur Powell

I was asked to check out new poetry book by Arthur Powell, named Skirmishes in the Atrium. To be honest, I didn’t think I was qualified to review poetry, but he said otherwise based on my own handle on VITALITY. This intrigued me so decided to give it a shot. I suffer very much from a plebeian education in public schooling. Much of my real education and introduction to the classics came well into adulthood. Before reading this poetry, I had only read some poems from Robinson Jeffers who I shill for on RESAVAGER often for his observation on the innate conflict between western man’s innate Pagan instincts and his Christian conversion, as well as, the wonderful speech done on him by Jonathan Bowden. That said, I’m very much glad to have read this new poetry by Arthur.

If you’re intimidated by poetry — as I am — don’t let that prevent you from checking out Skirmishes in the Atrium. This is a very short book, some 73 pages, and Powell has mixed in short essays in between to give break. You could read it in a single sitting, but I do not recommend this. That’s not what poetry is for. Many of the Founding Fathers read poetry and when they read poetry, they would read a poem or a couple of poems. And then, they would let the feelings raised by the poem work through them. Maybe discuss it with wives and frens. You’re meant to feel the power of the poetry and let it pass through you — not to simply read it.

Powell is very much of a man of our sphere and you see it come out in his poetry. Paraphrasing his own words, poetry helps to solidify a culture. To create a folk. Many of the things we are doing online is forging a new culture. Something I’ve said for a long time is that if you don’t want to live under leftism, you must create something superior. If you exist only to oppose, your entire life is one of reaction. You’ll always be playing on the defensive. Always slave to what our enemies do next.

Skirmishes in the Atrium is divided into four parts: Blood, Nature, Energy, and Anger.

I think the best way to review this work is to pick three poems that moved me. They are all picked from different sections. I will put them up as images so I don’t mess with the formatting, as with poems, the formatting matters. Read them, digest them. How do they make u feel? The first comes from the section BLOOD and is titled, “Blood Loyal.”

There were times when reading this I believed Powell was writing to me and started from the get-go with this first poem. Something I write much about is blood and ancestry. Your bloodline extends back to the beginning of time. This is special and must be protected. You are the steward of your bloodline while you live and it’s your duty to pass that down to your sons before you die. It’s one of the worst of crimes to be the ignoble end of your bloodline. “Blood Loyal” reminded me of this duty while reading.

Nothing matters more than blood. Not just your bloodline, but your kin. God did not put us on this earth as individuals. We are part of a tribe, a race, and we survive so long as we stick together.

“Best of Enemies?” would be the second poem I would pick to feature in this review. It’s a poem about what we all know and understand: our ancestors were better men. They were wolves, not dogs. The frontier is seemingly gone and we have to work hard to get closer to what our ancestors were. The fight is vanishing, the fire is becoming just embers. This is a call to fight, to light the fire in your soul.

You will not win if you’re not dangerous if you’re not a wolf. All of what we’re battered with is weakness. Stop hate, ban guns, etc. It’s a consorted effort to tame one of the most warlike peoples to walk this earth. It cannot succeed. It cannot.

“Forgiveness?” is the last poem that rocked me while reading. It represents the “spirit of our age.” It represents the necessity to hate. That if you let the hate go, the fire dies. What do your enemies do? They talk about fighting hate. Keeping hate alive is keeping the way of the fathers alive in your heart. To keep the soul burning.

I’ve felt what this poem speaks of, in multiple forms. Unfortunately, in one day, very few reach the right until after experiencing the leftist worldview. Working out is what first set me on the path. I didn’t hate anyone but believed it was bullshit that scholarships and preferred hiring helped out poc at the expense of Americans in a supposed country that cared about equality. It got to the point where I cared only about making money and getting laid. I remember hearing stories about people who died spiritually long before they actually died and I resolved to not be one of them. But looking back, I was halfway there.

I still have that fear in the back of my mind but for different reasons today. There is much work to be done and if I don’t find a way that light will fade. “Forgiveness?” touches the soul and centers the mind. It forces you to think about what matters. What keeps the FIRE in your soul alight?

There were a couple of other ones I really enjoyed, but did not want to reveal too much, you must read for yourself. When you get hands on book, please read “A Cold Death,” which is tribute to the Germans who perished in Stalingrad and “Betrayal,” which talks about what’s been done to us and by whom. Both these would round out my five favorite poems from Powell’s Skirmishes in the Atrium. I don’t know how many of you are into poetry, but even if you aren’t, check it out. Powell also pays tribute to many of the peoples and cultures we enjoy here on the right, such as the above mentioned Germans from World War II, the Scythians, the Scots, and more. Mayb u chek out?