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5 April 2016

Night, Rain ...

A shimmer, white
against the pane,
at the edge of sight …

it come again,
shimmering, white?

Faint, not bright:
drifting rain
at the edge of sight

dims the light
to a mere stain,
a shimmer of white

pale on the night –
a hidden pain
past the edge of sight.

I seek to deny it,
refuse to entertain
that shimmer of white,
at the edge of sight.

April Poetry Month, day 5. Tuesday Platform at 'imaginary garden with real toads': any topic, with the option (which I took) of writing a villanelle.

The topic is inspired by the latest quadrille prompt at dVerse, to use the word 'shimmer', But I couldn't fit my villanelle into a quadrille, no matter how economical with words I tried to be.


  1. I love the mystical feel of this entire piece :D
    Beautifully written.

    Lots of love,

  2. that shimmer of white,
    at the edge of sight"... gives me goosebumps.

  3. I was captivated by your terse lines and tight imagery. How well you brought it all together at the end.

  4. This is so well done! Beautiful, Rosemary.

  5. I've seen that ghost before!

  6. I can see the shimmer... Great imagery, Rosemary. I love that the poem made me look and look for "that shimmer of white".

  7. The poem is beautiful. But, practical me, I worry if you have seen the eye doctor recently. I worry. (I get arcing orbs and peripheral lights). I am rather hoping the shimmering thing is a ghost, instead of an ocular event.

  8. Lovely imagery, I enjoyed this so much.

  9. Love it, Rosemary. The flight attendant thought I was crazy when I borrowed her back window to take a picture of the International Date Line as we crossed. It was pitch dark outside.

  10. O I love this way of doing a Villanelle.... maybe it's 44 words as well...?

    1. I did start off trying to make it 44 words, but I just couldn't get a coherent poem and also have a villanelle. With so many other things to do in April, I'll skip this week's quadrille. There'll be others.

    2. But yes, that's where the shimmer came from.

  11. Intriguing, that shimmer of white. I like poems that make me think.

  12. This is so beautiful. I like it very much.

  13. Really lovely--I am not used to Villanelles with the short lines. You make it work; vivid and musical. k.

  14. but a valiant attempt nonetheless ~

  15. The repetitive use of 'shimmer' adds a distinct, sparkling thread throughout the poem. It becomes a symbol of hope in this subtle progress from light to pain.

  16. edge of night... that is so pretty and evocotive