"The poem resembles a bottle" [sonnet, semi-Petrarchan]
You can't insist that others enjoy your poetry!
who could compel the mist to applaud the flowers?
I wouldn't suppose another perceives what penury
lately rims the brocaded yardage of swaddling hours
the poem resembles a bottle cast on the brine
containing the tale of a consciousness gone aground
one's private isle! green glass is washed supine
by currents whose key strange destiny may've found
the very form of the poem achieves the seal
to keep the text contained so when it's read
this opens the bottle if reading might reveal
what letter an islander stowed what has he said?
he broods at palmtrees and an old worsted keel
while God alone knows how an alien life he's led!
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[This is my first contribution to the Caferati blog. I dub the form "semi-Peetrarchan" merely on account of its particular rhyme scheme (which affixes a Shakespearean head on a Petrarchan tail, so to speak)]
who could compel the mist to applaud the flowers?
I wouldn't suppose another perceives what penury
lately rims the brocaded yardage of swaddling hours
the poem resembles a bottle cast on the brine
containing the tale of a consciousness gone aground
one's private isle! green glass is washed supine
by currents whose key strange destiny may've found
the very form of the poem achieves the seal
to keep the text contained so when it's read
this opens the bottle if reading might reveal
what letter an islander stowed what has he said?
he broods at palmtrees and an old worsted keel
while God alone knows how an alien life he's led!
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[This is my first contribution to the Caferati blog. I dub the form "semi-Peetrarchan" merely on account of its particular rhyme scheme (which affixes a Shakespearean head on a Petrarchan tail, so to speak)]
Labels: poetry
Selected by david raphael israel |
19:43 |
5 Comments:
"the poem resembles a bottle cast on the brine
containing the tale of a consciousness gone aground
one's private isle!"
Nice imagery!
i haven't the faintest notion what you are speaking of BUT...
double BUT...
but i really enjoyed reading this
thanks GM and CJ, obliged
The poem reminds me a fine pantoum by Austin Dobson called In Town where he uses the word 'pottle'. I am interested in your search for 'why poetry'? and 'why poet'? 'poetry what'? To me it is the ultimate Absurd question (in the sense Camus uses)
cheers/ mahendra
David, I realised my comment doesn't add up. I mentioned Dobson to say that your Petrarchan is a fine poem and one someone will pull out one day from memory and say, Hey I know someone who wrote a poem I liked, and admired the thought.
cheers/mahendra
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