Sunday, November 10, 2013

hanging from the buckle to dance

Danseuse ajustant sa bretelle, 1895-96, Edgar Degas 
I have nailed a buckle or two on the wall
and hang my poems on those.
I have heard my poems humming songs,
with much dignity and grace.
I take the visions in my stride.
when my muse goes to sleep
I do not miss it.
I take down one of the poems,
rearrange the words to gain a new one
my buckle too gets heavy

"the years have helped me navigate
my dance moves with the poems
so that I do not lose the instant of black and white"







26 comments:

Susan said...

Not too heavy, just right when we speak through dance.

awakenedwords said...

well done, like the 'hanging' poems

Gillena Cox said...

you and your muse stepping the 'light
fantastic' how wonderful


much love...

MarianV said...

esymodeA light, breezy voice that still can carry heavier thoughts!

Kathy B. said...

The buckle is fantastic! Like the poems themselves mustn't be nailed down.

Mademoiselle Modelle said...

Love your muse!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Beautifully done. Love the dancing!

Robyn Greenhouse said...

I like your idea of reworking the words of a poem into a new one - I might try this!

Sabra Bowers said...

Rearranging the words to get a new poem sounds like fun.

dsnake1 said...

neat! always hang up your draft poems, you may not know when you need it. :)

ds said...

buckling poems to the wall is an interesting image. Love the final stanza. Thank you.

Kalpana Solsi said...

I take down one of the poems,
rearrange the words to gain a new one
This one is awesome. rearranging to form a new one.

oldegg said...

I am sure many of have done just that in rearranging the words in a stanza until they feel just right. I like the use of the dancer for as writers we always have words dancing before us almost enticing us to use them.

humbird said...

I like how you connect words, poems with dance...nice point of view.

Other Mary said...

This is remarkable. Your poems certainly do hum!

Helen said...

I really enjoyed this!

Tess Kincaid said...

Love the notion of your poems humming songs...mine is about writing poetry, as well...

Kathe W. said...

lovely words-and the image of a buckle.

Robert Bourne said...

wonderful poem...your muse will always have a place to hang...

Sue said...

What's applicable to one art is applicable to all. I liked this.

=)

Susie Clevenger said...

Seems you and your muse are definitely in step...beautiful piece

poga poetry said...

love it.....nicely written

irene said...

Like your take on the creative process.

Karen S. said...

Ah yes, when we dance, we live.

emmett wheatfall said...

The opening two lines of this poem are just plain "brilliant." And I don't utter that lightly. Opening lines can either make or break a poem, motivate or demotivate the reader. Excellent conception for your open stich. Bravo!

billgncs said...

our words dance where our feet can gain no purchase... I Liked this and how you linked verse and dance.