To find what’s sought

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In frantic summer urge, insane with bloom
when teared in drizzle, hand in hand we meet
this evening, kissed in tangerine, not gloom
your hair is wilderness, your eyes not sweet
but hard, resolved to challenge storms, to fight
the burdens laid in layers, greed of darkness, dread
of airless rooms and scent of mildew nights.
You’re flint and feathers, and your breath is red.
We cross the river, walk on glass, and spilled
as ink on parchment, words unwritten, blotched
our tears are grains of sand, it’s time to still
the night, to settle scores with stars and watch
our dreams to steady into weightless thoughts
It’s time to borrow time, to find what’s sought.

Princess Tarakanova, In The Peter And Paul Fortress At The Time Of The Flood by Konstantin Dmitriyevich Flavitsky

Princess Tarakanova, In The Peter And Paul Fortress At The Time Of The Flood by Konstantin Dmitriyevich Flavitsky

I needed to write a sonnet, where the meter is steady for Victoria’s prompt at dVerse. I wanted the pentameter and the almost love poem form be contrasted with some surrealism… hmmm
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June 17, 2016

15 responses to “To find what’s sought”

  1. I love this one. Especially these:
    “In frantic summer urge”
    “kissed in tangerine”
    “your hair is wilderness”
    “d/read of airless rooms”
    “You’re flint and feathers, and your b/(w)reath is red.
    We cross the river, walk on glass”
    “to settle scores with stars and watch”

  3. Oh, but this is gorgeous. I started to highlight the lines/images I like best but would have ended up with about the entire poem. This is so classical. I love this meter best.

  6. watch our dreams to steady into weightless thoughts
    It’s time to borrow time, to find what’s sought.

    Great ending on a smooth flowing sonnet!

    Hank

  8. That last line was such a great ending! Maybe someday I will attempt a sonnet…it’s about the only form I haven’t tried yet. You do them so well! I’m having a frantic summer urge right now! In California, we haven’t had a hot summer yet and I’m craving me some hot weather. Nice work!

  11. This is wonderful, Bjorn! The imagery and the rhyming are very admirable, for me. I love the colour of the poem, the red breath and tangerines.

  12. Love the form and beat to the verses Bjorn. The shift from frantic summer urge to stilling of summer night is lush with wonderful imagery (tangerine, breath is red) ~

  14. Love the phrase “you’re flint and feathers” really like your contrasting images. ..as you say, it’s “almost” a love poem.

  15. This feels so very Victorian! Does well with the illustration you’ve chosen.
    I especially love tangerine kisses 🙂 Seems so beautifully bright in the midst of your other words here.
    Well done, my friend. Just catching up this morning and on my second cup!

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