Today's prompts from Wrtie Better Poetry and NaPoWriMo: (1) Write a "losing" poem, and (2) write " a poem that describes a place, particularly in terms of the animals, plants or other natural phenomena there. Sink into the sound of your location, and use a conversational tone. Incorporate slant rhymes (near or off-rhymes, like “angle” and “flamenco”) into your poem. And for an extra challenge – don’t reference birds or birdsong!" (Maureen uses a Kay Ryan poem as an example.)
This poem is a sort of take-off or elaboration of a verse from one of my older poems called "Start the Music," which was featured in Tiferet Maagazine several years ago.
Lost in the Chorus
A wild wisteria in the woods
droops with grape-like clusters
of flowers. I can sit here for hours
far from the bluster of people
with a book or notepad and pen.
I go there again and again
despite my fear of bees,
which hover by the dozens
above me
in the flower-fruit of this tree.
They are more concerned
with the blooms, so there is room
for both of us, me and the swarm,
on this warm day in May.
I could lose myself in the aroma,
drift into a spring coma,
lulled by the buzz above my head
that says, “You have nothing to dread—
let us serenade you—listen to us
and our monotone chorus,
our winged symphony.”
droops with grape-like clusters
of flowers. I can sit here for hours
far from the bluster of people
with a book or notepad and pen.
despite my fear of bees,
which hover by the dozens
above me
in the flower-fruit of this tree.
with the blooms, so there is room
for both of us, me and the swarm,
on this warm day in May.
drift into a spring coma,
lulled by the buzz above my head
that says, “You have nothing to dread—
let us serenade you—listen to us
and our monotone chorus,
our winged symphony.”
1 comment:
Bruce, great evocation of the place. Lovely.
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