Dustbowl Pavane;
in which the wheat dances
The wind begins, a breath, a sigh,
blades bend, wheat whispers brow to brow.
Clay cracks, green browns, the voices die.
The wind begins, a breath, a sigh.
The dustbound seed is born to fly,
turned up beneath a burning plow.
The wind begins, a breath, a sigh,
blades bend, wheat whispers brow to brow
March 2011
A second triolet to pair with last week's, found here.
Posted for Form Monday, Triolets Part II, at the inimitable One Stop Poetry
Photo: prairie grass blowing, by joy ann jones, 2010
Gorgeous colours you paint us pretty with in this perfect little triolet Joy, popped in to say thank you for supporting both my classes. It's been a joy to see people using this form, and fun to read all the different takes people have on the triolet!
ReplyDeleteThis does indeed feel like a slow court dance, which as I've just disciovered, is what a pavane is. It's lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis is completely beautiful, both words and image. And I love the metre! Mesmerizing.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely, Hedge! The wheat dancing to the wind's music. "Clay cracks" and "turned up beneath a burning plow" are just a couple of striking images in this short poem. I'm not familiar with the triolet, but you've made me fall in love with it now. I also read last week's accompanying poem. I think you did an excellent job with both poems!
ReplyDeletethank you for a lovely triolet and a new word
ReplyDeleteand I Love the Peace sign (you saw my triolet) *smiles*
Peace, hp
smiles. reminds me of days back on the farm...peaceful place watching your poetry from atop my tractor...
ReplyDeleteThen, as we both know, it all burns.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, this is lovely.
Ah, yes, peaceful after hours of Idiot Wind. Really lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis had the such rhythm - a pure delight to recite, hedgewitch.
ReplyDeleteThere's something about wind through the grains - it's amazing.
Very nice the way you actually conveyed the three steps of the dance with the tri-sectioned lines throughout.
ReplyDeleteI love your triolet- it was magical for me
ReplyDeletewow, beautiful. i think i could hear the wind sigh in my own breath.
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