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Where was I?
Distant jingle of ice-cream truck
through the humming of my computer
redirects my thoughts and destructs
the walls of my solitude.
There are sweet and cold treats
waiting to be picked up,
children laugh and birds whistle
the Prince of Denmark’s March.
Yes, it’s a wedding
of day and night.
In the arching darkness
it is synchronized with fireflies
and whispering lisp
of leaves and branches.
It must be summer,
geese have stopped hissing,
leaving their long-legged offspring
to pluck weed stalks on their own.
Where was I all along, ignoring
the blinking of days, the noises
of seasonal changes, the ageing
and walls of my solitude growing
taller and taller?
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Comments
Eumolpus
Fri, 2018-06-01 21:11
I well done poem
about solitude. the solitude is abstract, but everyone has their own brand.
I would try to tie in the ice cream bells which invite us into the poem in the final part of the poem, with its many possibilities between the sound of the truck music, the bells, memories, and the great way we felt eating it. Also the title does not do justice to the poem. Or it should have a question mark as the stanza asks.
I would cut two lines from this stanza to
It must be summer
and geese have stopped hissing.
Leaving their long-legged offspring
to pluck weed stalks on their own.
The "walls of your solitude". Very Russian. Dostoevsky to the core! Nicely done.
Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings
IRiz
Fri, 2018-06-01 21:17
Thank you Eumolpus,
Thank you Eumolpus,
I think you are right about the line to remove.
And yes the poem gives a bit trunkated feel.
I will sleep on it and see what I can do.
Thank you for sharing your expertise and for your time and help.
IRiz
Geezer
Fri, 2018-06-01 21:38
What Eumolpus said...
I totally agree, I'm not sure that I would have been so astute as to give such crisp advice, but sure that it is right! great poem. ~ Geezer.
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IRiz
Fri, 2018-06-01 22:22
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for reading.
It is a second meaning of the word eavedrops so heavily weights on its literal sense that I have to find a replacement for it. Any suggestions for the drops of melting snow?
IRiz
lovedly
Fri, 2018-06-01 21:47
walls of your solitude
before you truncate
see the trunk is not eaten
your solitude speaks magnificently
stay within those walls
let others jump and call
like Romeo did to Juliet
take care but do not fall
I can only help mend
stories small
but the medicine can be prescribed by a poetic doc
if he is in more comfortable a position than you
Which I ain't
and you know it 2
IRiz
Fri, 2018-06-01 22:22
Thank you for your poetic
Thank you for your poetic comment, dear Lovedly.
IRiz
lovedly
Fri, 2018-06-01 23:02
and I thank
u 4 d acceptance
devuyshka
gregwa8
Sat, 2018-06-02 00:26
I love this!
I love this!
IRiz
Sat, 2018-06-02 09:48
Thank you
Thank you
IRiz
raj
Sat, 2018-06-02 04:39
Hi IRiz
To me it created a picture of verses being knit to connect stitch to stitch.. line to line craftily and creating a sweater with built in designs of an ice cream truck and kids dancing in glee...
raj (sublime_ocean)
IRiz
Sat, 2018-06-02 11:04
Thank you, Raj.
Thank you, Raj.
It looks like you are about creating your own sweater. Have a nice evening.
IRiz