I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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15 October 2014

View, Spring Afternoon

The mountains across the way
curve like the long back
of this black cat, reposing
beside me in the sun.

Long black lazy curves
of sinuous back
and the hump of the head
with one pointed ear jutting.

Long hazy curves, blue-grey,
of somnolent mountain
with, at one end, a small hump
and an even smaller point.

31 Poems in 31 Days (Poewar / Writer's Resource Center). Prompt: Write a poem that follows the three basic rules of the Imagists:

  1. Direct treatment of the “thing”, whether subjective or objective.
  2. To use absolutely no word that does not contribute to the presentation.
  3. As regarding rhythm: to compose in sequence of the musical phrase, not in sequence of the metronome.




2 comments:

  1. Oh those curves ARE the same! WOW! In Tofino, we have a mountain called Catface, because it has two little cat ears pointing up. Loved this poem!

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  2. As always I love your imagery. This one has a lazy, hazy summer feel to it, as though you were wishing to lie down there in the sun with your cat.

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