A Verse in Vain

This verse is neither plea
nor pardon,
it’s the scabs I pick,
the poetry of open wounds,
an ever-present future
of every Monday past.

These syllableeding
sentences
wrenched from aching veins
I’ve set to strings
for a senseless spring
are softly stitched
to sorrows
They are the only
way to cope
in pestilence and plague,
they bring tomorrow
to a past I’ve lost.

The Plague by Arnold Böcklin

Linked to OLN at dVerse where any one poem is welcome-

May 14, 2020

29 responses to “A Verse in Vain

  1. Heavy duty, brother, this ode to Ms. Corona (which I liked better as the beer). Great wordsmithing, like “the poetry of open wounds”, and “these syllableeding sentences”, “are softly stitched to sorrows”. Reminds me of some Leonard Cohen lyrics/lines.

  2. I agree with Glenn, there is a certain Leonard Cohen feel to your poem. “not a plea and not a pardon” seems fixed in the “ever-present future of every Monday past” which is the curse of woe in “pestilence and plague.” It does grow wearisome 😦

  3. “the poetry of open wounds” and “stitched to sorrows” … you DO have a masterful way with words!

  4. kaykuala

    are softly stitched
    to sorrows
    They are the only
    way to cope

    The way to maintain sanity in periods of physical inactivity imposed the past weeks. It tells of a common dilemma for all tugging at the conscience.

    Hank

  5. Loved the entire poem, especially these lines :-
    They are the only
    way to cope
    in pestilence and plague,
    they bring tomorrow
    to a past I’ve lost.
    Thank you for such a wonderful poem. 🙂

  6. I agree with Glenn and Lisa, you seem to be channelling the spirit of Leonard Cohen in the poem, Björn. I love the alliterative title. the ‘poetry of open wounds’, and the portmanteau word ‘syllableeding’, which leads to the softer sibilance-soaked lines:
    ‘sentences

    …set to strings
    for a senseless spring
    are softly stitched
    to sorrows’
    like violins playing in the background.

  7. Wow, Bjorn, and I thought Sweden was dealing with the corona storm. Yes, for many of us it has been life changing and challenging. Your poem reflects anger for a lost past. Too many lost and for me a close friend’s well loved partner.

    • I think we are dealing with it well… but the recommendations we are given are still being obeyed, so the difference between us and the rest of the world is not that different… normally government recommendations are followed to about 90% which is more than it is with some laws.

  8. “These syllableeding
    sentences
    wrenched from aching veins
    I’ve set to strings
    for a senseless spring
    are softly stitched
    to sorrows
    They are the only
    way to cope”

    What stunning poetry/music flows form you.

  9. I have to agree – these lines are lovely:
    “These syllableeding
    sentences
    wrenched from aching veins
    I’ve set to strings
    for a senseless spring
    are softly stitched
    to sorrows”
    I keep feeling pangs of grief when a movie shows restaurants, or Paris, or children playing together. All those places I could have visited, things I could have done on a whim- out of the question now. That’s the past I want back.. the recent one…

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