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Greetings, friends of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie!
For this week we will continue to follow Candy’s lead by reinterpreting an existing poem as a shadorma.
A shadorma is, of course, written with a syllable count of 3/5/3/3/7/5. It can be one stanza or several – so long as each stanza follows 3/5/3/3/7/5.
Today’s poem is “The Starry Night” by Robert Fagles:
The Starry Night
…Long as I paint
…I feel myself
…the brush in my hand
…a lightning rod to madness
But never ground that madness
execute it ride the lightning up
from these benighted streets and steeple up
with the cypress look its black is burning green
I am that I am it cries
it lifts me up the nightfall…..up
the cloudrack coiling like a dragon’s flanks
a third of the stars in heaven wheeling in its wake
wheels in wheels around the moon that cradles round the sun
and if I can only trail these whirling eternal stars
with one sweep of the brush like Michael’s sword if I can
cut the life out of the beast – safeguard the mother and the son
all heaven will hymn in conflagration blazing down
……..the night the mountain ranges down
the claustrophobic valleys of the mad
……..is what I have instead of heaven
……..God deliver me – help me now deliver
……..all this frenzy back into your hands
……..our brushstrokes burning clearer into dawn.
— Robert Fagles
Here is my attempt:
each word cuts its way
to the light
i am disemboweled by
this poet’s madness
– Paloma, 9/10/2016
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See you again in two weeks!