Notes About The Poem
SP Summer 2024
POEM NO 10,000 a retrospective
My First poem posted here May 2007 was an enigmatic Lanterne
Viduage
Tall
nettles-
the dutch hoe
rusting in the
shed.
My First ekphrasis (poem no 2 here ) BELLA
Bella
He
opened
the window-
in streamed his first
love
with
flowers,
dressed
in white-
she haunted his
art.
An Ekphrasis in lanterne sequence on Marc Chagall
MY FIRST POEM I EVER WROTE poem no 3 here. a favoured form AN ALLITERATION
Connections
Confront,clash,collide
COMBAT !
Cold shoulder,chill,cool
CUT-OFF !
Cry,crave,collect
CALL-ON !
Constant,compassion,consider
CHARITY !
Confer,commune,converse
COMMUNICATE !
Convene,concert,consensus
CONCORD !
COVENANT ! CHRIST ! CHURCH !
MY FIRST IMAGIST POEM -REFLECTIONS
Reflections
Deep into the pool
A blue moon,ephemeral,
Below white-coated peaks,
Bleak and surreal,
The transient image too soon
Dissolves,and ripples into space,
As water though my grasp.
MY FIRST CINQUAIN (after Adelaide Crapsey)
Long days
Of August sun
Where nature blinks and shrinks
The dying grass,yellowed in sleep-
Held fast
MY FIRST HIKU
On the wind,a bell
Muffled from across the square
Raindrops fill the air
why hiku ?
HAIKU means the ' phonetical&cultural original 'in Japanese'
whereas HIKU
is the English language version(including translations)with similar economy of words without "telling all" thereby to ' show ' (conforming to the key to true imagist poetry),&to avoid 'as'&'to' & the use of past tense verbs (often without verbs,adverbs,adjectives )A verse freed from syllabic constraint within its triplicity of format& inherently enigmatic & still with a caesura and surprise ending
MY FIRST TANKA- BREAKING UP
apart again
crestfallen within
my longing persists-
we dis-engage
into parallel lives
FIRST FOOTLE Jan 2009 (Plural footles never really appealed- I prefer my original creation)
Footle-Bonnie & Clyde
too snide
both died
MY FIRST(& Only PRIZE WINNER POEM )(75$ iN THOSE Soup DAYS OF 2007)
ELEVEN :ELEVEN: ELEVEN
Chill breath of autumn
Sears the poppy scarlet red,
On his memory'd cenotaph.
Tears trickle in the furrowed
Faces of young comrades
.....now long dead
MY FIRST OPEN FORM
CONCEPTION
Standing
as in a dream
bemused
in my private world
alone
and yet surrounded
by others
thoughts
read
digested
and considered
waiting
listening then
writing
my verse
I awake,content
until the next
time
( Year Posted 2012) OPEN(visual) VERSE using spaces&breaks/no grammatical symbols /relying on 'the one breath limitation'/this intuitive cadence permits the 'reader' (reciter)to respond in an interpretative-interplay unique** to the ' happening moment'
MY FIRST BLOG -HIGH&WIDE-DEEP&LONG (from 2007)
Augustine(died 604)said of John's gospel.."it is deep enough for an elephant to swim and shallow enogh for a child not to drown"...Not too many books or poems could make such a claim,often falling between one or the other.Although it is perhaps,one of theintellectual aspirations to which some poetry sometmes attains.A useful goal in any event.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2024
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