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This month, our Poetry Princess challenge was to write a poem with an anaphora–a repeated, open-ended phrase.
Recently, Randy and I attended a concert by Lucia Micarelli, a wonderful violinist. (We saw her years ago performing with Jethro Tull.) Although I played violin briefly as a child, y’all know how I feel about wordless music. So, as I usually do at orchestral concerts, I jotted in a tiny notebook. In the dark. Barely legibly. But I wrote notes about the images that Lucia’s violin and fiddle playing brought to mind. She played such a great variety of pieces, with such passion, and talked just a bit about them in between, that her music conjured up many different scenes to me. I chose to focus on just three.
I’m looking forward to seeing what my Poetry Sisters have come up with–right along with you guys!
Andi
Tanita
Tricia
Kelly
Liz
Sara
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19 Responses
Lovely poem, Laura. I keep learning about new-to-me poetry forms from you and your poetry sisters. Thanks for the education 🙂
Thanks, Kimberly. I often learn new forms and elements of poetry with them, too:>)
Love all the detailed images, Laura. I could just about hear the sounds you were hearing!
Thanks, Jama!
Wow, though. This might not have been directly on the theme, but still — gratitude that you got to experience all of that — beautifully articulated, wow. You just can sense the grit and the swing of the notes from the strings in that image. (D makes faces when he plays, too — always amuses me.)
Thanks, Tanita. I love this picture! I wish I could let myself get lost enough in writing to make faces like this:>)
I love the movement through all these scenes. I can almost hear the violin! The ending in the best part- putting it all back in the bow. Great!
Thanks, Andi!
Laura, your phrasing makes me believe that this concert resonated with you and indeed inspired you to write. Words like throw open-set free-whoosh-whirl from ending stanza made me feel as if I was there.
Thank you, Carol!
You can just feel the passion! I love watching musicians play, the way they get so swept up in the feeling, in the spirit of the music, it’s a wonderfully inspiring experience to share.
Even though I much prefer music with lyrics, one of my favorite things when we go to orchestra concerts is just watching the physicality of the musicians. Thanks, Jane!
You captured so many dashing images here Laura–I can feel the movement from her bow as your lines unwind. I love how you circled us back with your closing anaphora line–she threw out all into the world and in a gust and mist it all settles back into those strings–beautiful, thanks!
Thank you, Michelle–the ending wasn’t planned from the beginning, but it felt really right when it appeared:>)
I love how you find time and space to write, no matter where you are. In the dark, with music, with other people, with so much distraction and yet…you pull forth words. Likewise, I love the idea of so much pouring forth from her violin and then what an ending! It all vanishes, everywhere except on the page, where YOU put it. Brava.
THANKS, Sara. I’m presenting next week about writing poetry in the wild, away from your normal writing space, so this encouragement was just what I needed:>)
What a wonderful poem full of sounds! I can imagine the liveliness of the music. True writing in the wild!
So many images and sounds whirling from her bow–reading this makes me feel like I was at the concert with you!
I think what I love most about this is how musical the repetition makes the poem, so the whole thing ends up being one big onomatopoeia!