moon full on glass
almostfull blue moonlight
spill across kitchen counter
diagonal to knife and cutting board glass
skyshroud curtaincloudraising clear
bluelight fall water into blue
falling all over the land and river
fall like the ringing of light on stone
dustmote snow falling in the dark
on all the living and the dead
spill across kitchen counter
diagonal to knife and cutting board glass
skyshroud curtaincloudraising clear
bluelight fall water into blue
falling all over the land and river
fall like the ringing of light on stone
dustmote snow falling in the dark
on all the living and the dead
Labels: poem
posted by Art Durkee at 6:31 PM
2 Comments:
I find this really exciting. Like the way you shunt the language into blocks that evoke all kinds of images. Tremendous stuff!
Thanks, Dave. That's high praise.
It's actually a very old technique of language, going all the way back to AngloSaxon. I've used it in a lot of poems before, just not in recent years. So even for me, it's a bit of a reversion to an older style.
What I like is how it breaks the language loose, and opens up new images (in the symbolic sense as well as the literal sense), and makes things go off in new directions. It's useful.
P.S. The only reason I can talk about it as a technique is because I've used it before, and have thought about it. But still it wasn't a conscious deliberate choice to write this poem that way. It still just sort of happened. Something made me go back to the old toolkit, I guess.
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