"Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky,
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness."
Khalil Gibran

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Sonnet 34 ~ Voice

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair...
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest...
Sonnet XI, Pablo Neruda

Planet Mercury Passing in Front of the Sun
Giacomo Balla (1914)



II

You enter first with sound –
tender vibrations
pulse unseen
and every violin-string nerve

in my back quivers –
your tone deep as heaven
vast as the divide
between worlds

yet, closer
than sun’s heat on skin
or light from
more distant stars –

closer than the vein throbbing
in my throat as my heart answers your voice


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Flash 55 PLUS!

My notion was to write a sonnet in 55 words.

51 comments:

  1. This is so much in tune to Neruda's voice. I see it in the same way as a cello being played..

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    1. Thanks, Bjorn. I'm trying to break free of writing in too Neruda-esque a style but his understanding of what sonnet writing is all about continues to inspire.

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    2. I do understand, and you in turn inspire me.

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  2. Beautifully written Kerry as that anticipation of love builds up.

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    1. Anticipation is the mood I was going for. Thank you.

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  3. Gorgeous music of the heavens here -- no wonder the ancients drew their conclusions about the soul from the stars' gambits! There was something massive in these tiny tidal motions of the hearts, planetary indeed. Fateful. Carefully and ferally calibrated, fine as starlight Kerry.

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    1. I lately heard the music of the spheres captured by some or other space agency.. it is massive.

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  4. I love how your poem shows that the dance between too distant to feel everything and too close to allow for breathing can be completely maddening.

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    1. Thanks, Magaly. I am a sucker for dichotomy.

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  5. Not an easy feat, a sonnet 55, but I'd say you've accomplished your goal, and a lyric love poem as well.

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    1. I guess it is a bit of a cheat to call it a sonnet.. but I wanted the kind of progression one allows.

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  6. Beautiful and sensual imagery, Kerry. You definitely captured Neruda's mood while keeping your own unique style.

    This is Loredana from my new blog, Magic of Words: https://magicofwordsblog.wordpress.com/2017/04/02/simple-truths/

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  7. This hits the most romantic chord with me! I love this love-making music you've written

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    1. Thanks, Angie.. One never knows when love poetry reads as cliche.

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  8. 'every violin-string nerve'...aw...i'm in love with this...

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  9. Ah, the magic of new love! Beautifully romantic.

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  10. This is very sensual...and sensitive! A melody of love.

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    1. Thanks, Mary.. I'm pleased the sensitivity is apparent.

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  11. This is exquisite. A deeply sensual piece.

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  12. That violin-string tension in the back........."your tone deep as heaven".....what a gorgeous poem of love.

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  13. In the words of George Takei, oh myyyyyyyyyy. Every image in this just brings the reader to this wonderfully sensual place.

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  14. For some reason, I took this in another place altogether--when I first found out I was pregnant with my first child, I felt universes open in a way I hadn't before--and your piece took me back to that moment

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    1. How wonderful that you read it in this way.. So many connections between souls across time and space - the outer and inner worlds.

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  15. Beautiful!
    Where were you when I was dating :-)
    ZQ

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  16. Very sensuous. Luv the craft of language

    Happy Sunday

    Much love...

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  17. Difficult to see the sun clearly at all, given the distance and the penalty for looking too long.

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    1. Ah, but we may revel in its warm touch.

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  18. Wow -- such a very intense and intimate piece and all in 55 words 14 lines. Pretty great. k.

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  19. Oh this is soo gorgeous and sensuous, Kerry❤️especially love; "yet closer than sun’s heat on skin or light from more distant stars – closer than the vein throbbing in my throat as my heart answers your voice." Beautifully executed.❤️

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  20. The song (sonnet) of a lover true. Enchanting and enticing

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  21. Wow! For all sorts of reasons: the successful 55-word sonnet, the brilliant extension of Neruda, the wonderful use of language, that this poem is so HOT– and the way you make me feel it all in my own body, particularly that electrical frisson in the back.

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    1. What a very generous comment, Rosemary. If these words can genuinely ignite the sensory response in the reader, then I believe I have achieved something. Thank you.

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  22. Closer than sun's heat on skin... fantastic.

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  23. Kerry, It is always a pleasure to read your poetry.

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  24. I love the physicality of this....the way you brought the depth of emotion into the body.....in the quivers of "every violin-string nerve" and "closer than the vein throbbing
    in my throat." Wow.

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    1. Thanks, CC. Good to know the emotional weight is felt by the reader.

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  25. I almost had forgotten those 'throbbing veins.' This one will help the memory.
    ..

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  26. Oh that unbearable ZING of approaching destiny! or it may be just a person, finally, or even God. Love the sensuality of soul!

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  27. sensuous to the max...i had a song running through my head as I read it....this one.
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HD6O9patDE

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    1. Thanks for the song, Paul.. God it's been years since I listened to Neil Diamond on repeat. Great memories.

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  28. Wow. You rocked that one.
    "every violin-string nerve"

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  29. This is so beautiful..love in its glory.

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  30. Innovative sonnet 55 and you did it in style! Never an easy feat, Kerry!

    http://imagery77.blogspot.my/2017/04/it-is-engaging-upon-visitors.html

    Hank

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