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Click here I can hear your keyboard
tapping rhythmically as castanets
through the surf of your emotion
as if it's music you were writing,
not a poem. I see the shiver and flash
of your fingers, salmon sifting downstream
to flow into that electronic ocean.
Its current carries words to me.
At times, there is a pause, as if a trumpet
there plays a solo part—a short dirge,
a lament—the percussion humbled, silent.
Then returns the patter of the fugue,
thoughts set out like rain or waves
beneath and licking at a pier.
In my response,
I am respectful as is water in a glass
set near the clock on your nightstand
in case you find that you are thirsty
sometime later in the night. A nocturne
in a minor key, played with pedal down.
Because, of course, of course, the sea.
patter of the fugue, interesting combination
This is music you've written and it is a poem. Is that done with mirrors? No, but with exquisite command of language.
they're always good. But this one is heartwrenchingly so. Just stunning.
Exquisite interplay of imagery — part music in its tones, part typing of its poetry, and part fluid in its oceanic depths.
I love music-focused poetry and this does (as Champ commented) have a sort of classical feel, not the clean sound of Mozart to me, maybe something fuller, more romantic like Beethoven or Tychovski. I really like the way you tied in the water theme--from the glass to the river and of course the sea image at the end (a great end line!) which corresponds to surf early in the poem. so I have to ask: how conscious are you of doing that when you write? I often find, after I've written, that I tie threads of theme together intuitively when I write so the notion interests me. Glad I read this one T-man; it's lovely.
This is a wonderful mood piece which you capture with the vignette of a poet writing in the night just before bed. I love the way you describe the typing sounds. Right after; you chip into the heart of what poetry is all about for most who write it... emotion. And you allow that to colour your words. Thanks so much for your poem.
This poem mentioned in the New Poems Review thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum.