Thursday, December 30, 2010

Two Shadormas on Gloves


Two Shadormas on Gloves

I.

You left your
gloves behind the day  
you left me.
I put them
on, wond'ring if this was the
best way to hold hands.


 II.

Nature pairs
hands, gloves, wings, mates, eyes
to function.
Unpaired things
oppose--night, day, death, life--or
fall to randomness.


December 2010

 

The shadorma is a syllabic poem form, probably from Spain. It has six lines with a syllable pattern of 3/5/3/3/7/5 .



Posted for Magpie Tales #46
Uncredited photo provided by magpie tales removed

Also posted for Friday Flash Fiction 55 at G-man's  

35 comments:

  1. I e-mailed you after your comment on my blog - I wish I had read this first then I could have added, I still have the glove, for the same reason as your first poem.

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  2. Wonderful. And I admire your ability to work within such a tight form. My brain glazes over just READING the syllabic count. Great writing.

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  3. An interesting form, used to excellent effect here.

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  4. Enjoyed reading these both so much, hedgewitch. Both are so elegant...like the gloves. Yes, it seems so many things in life come in twos...which makes me think of that song with the lyrics..."One is the loneliest number..."

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  5. love the contrasts...the first my favorite...a way to hold hands...really can feel that one....Happy New Year....glad to have met in 2010...looking forward to a great year...bkm

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  6. Very nice. Doubling up with a 55 and a very complex Magpie. Wow. Happy New Year.

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  7. i like both! interesting form too.

    happy new year!

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  8. I like both- but the first one pulls me

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  9. Crafty, making two shadorma (shadormas? shadormi?) into a 55.

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  10. There are pairs that work together and pairs that don't

    Your pair of Shadorma nicely done

    Happy New Year!!!

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  11. Love both of them and I have learned a new word. Thanks.

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  12. Your Shadorma's ShaRocked!
    I'll really give this a try.
    Thanks for Your awesome input.
    Have a Kick Ass 2011

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  13. I love this piece. I've never heard of this type of poem before. Very interesting!

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  14. Enjoyed both. This form is new to me as well.

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  15. When are ya gonna be my shadorma?

    Remember The Knack? Oh wait, that was Sharona. But still.

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  16. I love the first, it draws me in... a way to hold hands. Nice. I love the challenge of poetic forms.

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  17. Thanks all--except Fireblossom, because now I'm going around humming "muh-muh-muh-muh-MY shadorma..."

    Yeesh.

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  18. ooo these are great...i esp like the first one...great verse...

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  19. Now see, this is why you are of the awesome and make me strive to do different things. Each one of those are CLEARLY divine and well done! Thanks hedge, you are awesome and fantastic as always!

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  20. Joy,

    You don't fail me. Your observations cut. Shadorma is a new form to me (mentioned over the past month on blogs). It's tight, like Japanese imports. While you may feel the syllabic crunch, you don't waste time 'getting to the chase'!

    Trulyfool

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  21. Lovely poems. And thanks for a new poetic form to play with!

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  22. And a very good pairing you have written!

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  23. Superb job!! Simply superb.

    Mine's posted, if you'd care to come visit. Happy New Year to you.

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  24. This is beautiful. Thanks for teaching me a new style of verse. Really well done.

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  25. Thanks, always nice to learn about new
    forms for poems!

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  26. Dear hedgewitch: Leaving the gloves behind, like dofting one's gloves may have Freudian implications! As this thwarted attempt to gather everything left behind leaves much to be analyzed as per the curmudgeon or should I say "crumudgeon"? How lovers try via flacid and febile attempts to keep alive what which once was and is now left forgotten not begotten as hopes of the once flourishing love life come to an abrupt halt once realization how futile the attempts to resurrect a dead relationship sets in. There are always those whose personal items who leave such a remembrance on the personage. These items, such as gloves, which get mulled over, hopelessly hugged until worn out, like an old teddy bear, are considered irreplacable items. Thus our obsession with things! When we finally realize the finality or the finiteness of a lost relationship we can give swift boot! Love how you compared so aptly the Pair and Pairing aspect which is synonymous with the lost and found of unpaired singularity. The lost glove. Love the shadormas!Will give this a "go" next magpie! Excellent!

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  27. Interesting poetic form. Beautiful job, Hedge!

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  28. I passed by earlier today, and couldn't wait to give it go. I was so eager to write one, I lost your URL before I could comment, and have had to search you out again in order to say thanks! LOL :)

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  29. simple yet powerful piece.
    happy 2011.
    thanks for the support of 2010.

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  30. How brave you are, and inventive.
    These pair of poems shine,
    sprinkled with both creativity
    and control, beauty in brevity.
    I liked #2 best, and it conjured
    up the Van Gogh painting
    of boots.

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  31. This is an interesting form. It must be challenging to write. The beauty of your pieces makes me want to try writing one. The two shadormas are good, but I especially liked the first one.

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