The god? I would have let him catch me, but
I saw this tree.
a rainbow run quite mad, a lightning strike
on polished wood. I touched the seam that juts
rough like a beard from scarlet-satin trunk.
It snagged my hands, my lips. A hard embrace,
the smooth caress of wood against my face.
Apollo was forgotten; I stood drunk
and wrapped in ruby veils, red as the wine.
We burned with scorchless fire. I wept to merge
myself with eucalyptus trunk. The urge
to claim this arbor beauty, make it mine!
The bark peeled open to my parted lips
and so I fell into the eucalypt.
Original images:
eucalyptus bark, torso and hands, head
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Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Eucalyptus Daphne
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15 comments:
this is lovely and so fantastical! j'adore!
very vivid! I like the rainbow run mad
beautiful.....
All that glistens?...But the attraction is clear to see
Superb - Vivid imagery!
I like those short lines at the beginning. They give it a playful feel sort of like hide and seek. Cool!
well-written, interesting interpretation of Daphne turning into a laurel. Very sensuous.
A beauty this one, a wild,
sensual myth. Love!
love the rhyming couplet--what a kick!
great vivid images throughout, very sensual
Aisha, this is not only a homage to love but to the eucalypt. If they could feel, all 700 species would applaud you for this fine verse.
Regards,
DH
from Therese L. Broderick -- As Linda's comment noticed: the shortest lines at the beginning of the poem achieve a special effect. They relay to the reader the speaker's sudden struck-by-love, entrancement, with the tree. Those short lines comprise, together, the second line of the sonnet. A skillful modification of the sonnet form. Well-done.
This does a great job of reinventing the myth and plying it towards your own vision of love and nature. I like the sonnet-like shape of the poem and how it creates confines like the two-sided prison of the tree.
I enjoyed the beautiful story of Daphne and the tree and how they became one. I enjoyed the way you crafted the sonnet format into a richly colored tale. The imagery is striking. thanks for sharing this, Aisha!
I would have let him catch me, but
I saw this tree.
Your entry here sets such a tone! Then enters to a wildness of heart and raw sight, and all beautifully embraced. As any lover could wish to be, faithfully.
Thank you for this poem very much!
I was so caught up in the images that I missed the form altogether. The rhymes work so naturally that they only add music. I love the way the opening works.
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