is composed in equal measures.
You breathe, eat, sleep, a musical score;
bars of hours, notations of moments.
Everything clicked and clacked
in reductionist order;
a natural metronome
I've never seen in anyone else.
You modulate discord,
anything that qualifies as static,
with the harmony of seconds
continually playing in your head.
Clocks tick in every room
a steady andante of sixty tocks per minute;
a perfect tempo for the slow movement
of Beethoven Seven.
tk/October 2013
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Yes! A metronome... love clicked and clacked!
ReplyDeletetoo much order to let another in...
ReplyDelete" a natural metronome
ReplyDeleteI've never seen in anyone else. "
Oh I really like that.
This stanza; You modulate discord,
ReplyDeleteanything that qualifies as static,
with the harmony of seconds
continually playing in your head.
Was excellent Tess! Bravo!
TIME: my FAVORITE TOPIC!!! But I cannot post until later...LOVE THIS, I'm still joyfully pondering,
ReplyDelete"You modulate discord,
anything that qualifies as static,
with the harmony of seconds...
continually playing in your head.
This was wonderful Tess!
ReplyDeleteclicked and clacked in reductionistic order- sounds like a metronome.
ReplyDeleteDelicious sound and cadence. Music and time, a natural pairing. I could hear notes here.
ReplyDeleteI so like life being a musical score- this has a "perfect tempo" ....
ReplyDeletewe all walk to our own beat....nicely put Tess. Thanks for this image and all the other weeks of Magpies
ReplyDeleteTess: Love the word play " a musical score; bars of hours, notations of moments"
ReplyDelete"Each of your days
ReplyDeleteis composed in equal measures.
You breathe, eat, sleep, a musical score;
bars of hours, notations of moments."
Can picture that this is how the great composers live their lives. Lovely piece, Tess.
Very cool. Love how you wove this together.
ReplyDeleteDelightful, Tess!
ReplyDeleteK
Our time is already set by great mighty Lord and when the time's up, we have to go.
ReplyDeleteI liked the phrasing 'a steady andante' - it really fit well with the rest of the imagery.
ReplyDeleteYes the poor U.S govt is looking exhausted , isnt he !
ReplyDeleteModulating discord .... if only. Lovely poem, Tess.
ReplyDeleteVery fine:
ReplyDeleteYou breathe, eat, sleep, a musical score;
bars of hours, notations of moments.
The pacing of this is perfect. I find "steady andante" is one of those choice bits that will reside on my tongue for some time.
ReplyDelete(Thanks for a "boost".)
This one is a beaut! I read it three times for the sheer pleasure of it.
ReplyDeleteWhat I love best is the tone, which feels at once rather carefully neutral and (I may be projecting here...) subtly dismissive.
It reminds me of the poems I write to my husband when I am mad at him.
=)
I agree that 3rd stanza brilliant! Fantastic job as always
ReplyDelete'a steady andante of sixty tocks per minute' lovely lovely - all of it.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
It is so curious how the same prompt leads people to different takes :-)
ReplyDeleteYou wrote a lovely poem, but for me I'm still smiling at clicked and clacked because I used to listen to a radio talk show with a similar name.
ReplyDeleteMy springs need replacing real bad.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely poem, Tess, especially the metronome imagery.
ReplyDeleteIts been along time since I've visited with you. I missed that. But as time ticked by, I got lost . But I'm found now...with the help of friends. Your writing is still lovely.
ReplyDeleteXXOO,
Marie Antoinette
Love that metronome image. I have read this twice, and it keeps on ticking!
ReplyDeleteI love the click and clack of a clock. Nice piece.
ReplyDeleteEverything clicked and clacked
ReplyDeletein reductionist order;
And your poem, Tess, whenever I drop by, is brilliantly timely.
I love the musical theme. Beautiful writing. :-)
ReplyDeleteYes, it is your timing - which no doubt is exactly what you intended? To perfectly metaphor this poem with this image... As LaTonya says above - music and timing, the perfect partners to create this particular dance of yours. You clever woman, you! Each of your poems is composed in equal measure of careful brilliance.
ReplyDeleteI love the way the sounds enforce the sense, the clicks clacks tiques tox of words. The music says it all (and i do love Beethoven's 7th). Brilliantly done, ma'am. Thank you.
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