Her poetry is every day apparent -
The regimented clockwork, numbly clicking,
Is to her eyes alluvial. Blithely tricking
A moment into turning out its errant
Yet seamless rhyme, that quaint iambic parent
Of ceaseless verse finds poesy for the picking:
The leaves have turned: a tale! The snow is sticking:
A sonnet! As if Nature, turned transparent
And magical, transforms the scattered minutes
She finds throughout the day to little Shakespeares -
Brief snippets, dreamlike, of a play that rivets
Her charmed, Petrarchan mind. It rests awake years
Within enchanted seconds; rests and pivots
Around precision, shaping flash to make spheres.
4 comments:
Still playing catchup here... about twenty in debt to myself. This one was an experiment in all-feminine endings, which proved to be, ahem, awkward. I also have a shallow turn indeed. But it's a sonnet! It'll do.
You had me dying of curiosity whether you had an explanatory author's note for your feminine figure. Unspoken, I am left guessing it is the fabled "Muse" or what? The sonnet? Nah. Intrigued it yet eludes me, and doubtless must remain a mysterious character.
"She" is modern in that the electronic world comes into play, "clicking" and mayhap flash.
Nature inspires and the sonnet shapes itself either Shakespearian or Petrarchan(the latter being the father?).
Very fascinating and rich in imagery.
I like it very much.
This one's yours, ma'am - the product of our conversation where I noted off-handedly that it seems as though you find poetry in fifteen-minute snippets here and there throughout your day. Did I imagine that conversation? No, it's about you and your writing, thus the intentional Petrarchan structure, thus the intentional feminine endings in each line - overboard perhaps, but a poem about a female figure seemed to suggest it, and I wanted to try it.
Oh my! Wow. You leave me nigh speechless.
How sweet of you! Thank you very much!
I am impressed with it the more I study it. If you write one of these for each of your friends, what a delightful sonnet album we might read. Thank you seems inadequate, but thank you so very much. I love it.
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