Sunday, September 14, 2014

Regular Melancholy



There must be something
other than ringtones.
I need freedom with a heavy clapper.
The steeple in my road is silent.
You show me a cathedral with a crown,
tell me about the chimes.
A flat, E flat, A flat, C.  Ascending.
I find the notes on the piano,
imagine the clang of hours.  A clock,
not yet time.  Pick my thumbnail
like a dewclaw.  Crave
a farm bell, a cowbell.  Anything
but this incessant death knell. 



tk/September 2014 


Another elegant read by the dashing R.A.D. Stainforth... 


17 comments:

  1. Great wordplay here ... love, love, love it.

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  2. There is nothing 'regular' about this Regular Melancholy....it is exquisite....and the 'clang of hours' reverberates through your word choices....farm bell, cowbell...death knell.

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  3. Send not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for all of us...

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  4. A bit of country life might just be the tonic for you, young Virginia , i think that the city is far too enervating , and you should leave at once.......

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  5. This is simply beautiful and Mr. Stainforth's finest 'performance' (in my humble opinion) ever!

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  6. amazing poem read by the amazing Mr Stainforth.......it echos ....

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  7. I am rendered to stillness; this is gorgeous.

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  8. every considered word is brilliant..x

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  9. I loved the title. What followed was beautifully crafted.

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  10. loved how you added the piano notes in between. Beautiful expressions.

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  11. I love farms and you reminded me of them. I like the dewclaw. Great write and Spoken Word Tess! <3

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  12. We all need something more....you have nailed that Tess.....lovely as always!

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  13. Oh..another surprise. The sense of sounds entering the picture. Why else would you have your head stuck out of the window?

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  14. This is a fine poem. I don't say that often, but todayI have read several fine poems. Also, I really loved the reading!

    I am still writing at Noh Where (or I will be soon I hope). But I am also using Blogger for photography at: mydowntownblog here:

    http://mydowntownblog.blogspot.com/2014/09/inside.html

    Please come by and see me. Thanks, Liz

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