Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Ode For A Young Beauty

An ode for you, my swan-necked sylph
grown tall and fine by afternoon--
a gamin grown where asters bloom;
precocious, prideful, pretty elf--

Expediency is your diadem;
your flower's face an asterisk--
the reaper's scythe exposes quick
your thin, deceiving, hollow stem.
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21 comments:

  1. i like your tag 'bitter old hags unite' where do i sign up?

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  2. I feared being bitter, but I'm kinda happy to be childlike and wandering again liberated from the aweful longings and torments of lust...pride...fashion sense...


    Aloha from Honolulu
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  3. You make every poetic device work overtime for you here, from alliteration to meter, to the form itself, which seems to open like an envelope, or a milkweed pod, and show an unexpected woman inside. (The asterisk line cost me a double handful of hair.)Just exquisitely neat stuff, Shay.

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  4. A gamin grown where asters bloom~i love that line!
    And agree with hedge(of course)
    Pride? I shucked that long ago
    Enough falls will do that to ya

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  5. Congrats on making me look up the word "diadem". I'm now that much smarter...

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  6. Too many of them big words in this here poem. I don't have much book-learnin' so I'll just shuffle off...Seriously, what kind of skillful sphincter did you pull this out of?

    Shay, you always shine.

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  7. You surprised me with the "thin, deceiving, hollow stem." in this "Ode for a young beauty". . . "my swan-necked sylph." You eithe r have more characters in here than I spotted (I think the Gamin and elf are the same as the sylph)--or, beauty is truly only skin deep! I enjoyed the surprise. a haggish praise indeed.

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  8. Exquisite. I found this gripping and painful to read:

    "your flower's face an asterisk--
    the reaper's scythe exposes quick
    your thin, deceiving, hollow stem"

    I love the way you played with "asters" and "asterisk." What a gorgeous image--petals presented as an outburst of asterisk. This is a clue that the poem is about a writer.

    If she is swan-necked, she holds her head high. But we quickly find out she comes from the streets and has turned herself into "something" from "nothing." But it's all trickery. She hasn't really grown; she's only figured out how to fluff up her petals so that she look beautiful; this gets her what she wants. But really, she's empty.

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  9. I appreciate how you went from "precocious, prideful, pretty elf.." to "your thin, deceiving, hollow stem." I could see this coming. I liked the flow and echoes of image, the alliteration and the snap at the end.

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  10. Sounds like most of the girls I went to high school with!

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  11. P.S. "asterisk" = "aster risk" ... You don't want to mess with this girl. She's unpredictable and dangerous, particularly because she has no clue who she is (or maybe she really isn't anything at all). So you'll certainly never figure her out. Only the reaper really sees.

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  12. This is freaking incredible, Shay.

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  13. Ha! An envelope quatrain... I see what you have done here... and I like the result very much :)

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  14. Love your opening two lines, Shay and the flowers face an asterisk...nicely worded. :)

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  15. she's obviously a Republican ... she types, ducking and running ..

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  16. Love this Fireblossom

    Love what Cloudia said. Wish I could release myself from the torment of lust and pride but I'm a man made of animal skin.

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  17. Thank you, shay for your condolences. It means a lot to me.

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  18. I think that's my favourite poem so far, I loved the first verse especially...

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  19. I was surprised by the hollow stem, after all of the beautiful lines. Got a cackle out of "bitter old hags unite". Hee hee. You are a caution. I managed to walk out of the SPCA today withOUT a puppy. (They locked them all up when they saw me coming, hee hee.)

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  20. My mother always said .. beauty is as beauty does.

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