Bloom, frail flower!

[AwayAloneAlast]

Here is a brief almostsonnet I wrote a couple nights back. It's a bit of a patchwork of some fragments I had written; hopefully, it has some value:

Bloom, frail flower! (or, La Danse Macabre)

Bloom, frail flower! and

Wither with the dying day.

Go deeply into the thought-less night

That spirits you away.



See—transcend to the realm profound—

The truth hidden by Mephistopheles,

The realization masked by the ground:

(Were it known the blood of all would freeze!)

Dead are the dead, dead are the living, dead are all between.

All are living a dying death, all a dying dream.

[symphony]

The last line's brilliant.
The first stanza reminded me of Emily Bronte's "Fall, leaves, fall. Die, flowers, away...".
:thumbs_up

And welcome to LitNet, Alast :)

[AwayAloneAlast]

The last line's brilliant.
The first stanza reminded me of Emily Bronte's "Fall, leaves, fall. Die, flowers, away...".
:thumbs_up

And welcome to LitNet, Alast :)

Thank you! I actually haven't read any Bronte, so I can't claim inspiration there.

[jon1jt]

Maybe it's my love of Keats' poetry, but reading the first stanza I was reminded of him. Nice poem you got there, Mr. Keats. ;)

[AwayAloneAlast]

Maybe it's my love of Keats' poetry, but reading the first stanza I was reminded of him. Nice poem you got there, Mr. Keats. ;)

Hahaha how dare you insult Keats so!

Keats is my favourite poet, and I'm sure his influence creeps inexorably into whatever I write. I was intending for a bit of a slide, from a sort of Romanticism in the first stanza, to a Naturalistic tone in the second, and ending with a pessimistic anti-resolution.

[jon1jt]

Hahaha how dare you insult Keats so!

Keats is my favourite poet, and I'm sure his influence creeps inexorably into whatever I write. I was intending for a bit of a slide, from a sort of Romanticism in the first stanza, to a Naturalistic tone in the second, and ending with a pessimistic anti-resolution.


Ahh, so that's your trick, a little of the romantics, a little of the naturalists...but woha, what is this about a pessimistic ending??:eek: Keats would be very upset with you, poetry is supposed to be about love, romance, passion, kissing, not pessimistic stuff! :D

[SleepyWitch]

Dead are the dead, dead are the living, dead are all between.

All are living a dying death, all a dying dream.

Hi Alast. I like the last two lines :) "..dead are all between" :)

[PrinceMyshkin]

Here is a brief almostsonnet I wrote a couple nights back. It's a bit of a patchwork of some fragments I had written; hopefully, it has some value:

Bloom, frail flower! (or, La Danse Macabre)

Bloom, frail flower! and

Wither with the dying day.

Go deeply into the thought-less night

That spirits you away.



See—transcend to the realm profound—

The truth hidden by Mephistopheles,

The realization masked by the ground:

(Were it known the blood of all would freeze!)

Dead are the dead, dead are the living, dead are all between.

All are living a dying death, all a dying dream.

Wow! Those of us who still love the grandeur, the larger-than-life quality of romantic diction, who believe that we ought to stay away from calorie-rich food but still have a hankering for it, are going to be looking eagerly for an invitation to dine again at your table!

Your last two lines reassert that poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world! Great, great lines! The sort of truth-telling that is somewhat out of favour these days!

[AwayAloneAlast]

Wow! Those of us who still love the grandeur, the larger-than-life quality of romantic diction, who believe that we ought to stay away from calorie-rich food but still have a hankering for it, are going to be looking eagerly for an invitation to dine again at your table!

Your last two lines reassert that poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world! Great, great lines! The sort of truth-telling that is somewhat out of favour these days!

Muchos gracias, Myshkin. Your review was possibly more poetic than my poem :D

I see from your public profile that you used to be a professor (I'm assuming a professor of literature :))... where did you teach? My grandfather is also a retired professor of literature and author, so I've been inundated with the classics since I was a little kid :)

[PrinceMyshkin]

Muchos gracias, Myshkin. Your review was possibly more poetic than my poem :D

I see from your public profile that you used to be a professor (I'm assuming a professor of literature :))... where did you teach? My grandfather is also a retired professor of literature and author, so I've been inundated with the classics since I was a little kid :)

Donnie! It's me, Gramps! Didn't you recognize me?

[AwayAloneAlast]

Donnie! It's me, Gramps! Didn't you recognize me?

You can't fool me! I'm from California :)