Dante's New Life

One look from her brings darkened skies and dread
He shapes her lines and rhythms with his art
He writes of long devotion left unsaid
within the cadence of a broken heart.
For poets in paroxysms of love
Are kin to grief-struck mourners; plagued by care
They raise their idols heavenwards, above
And proffer words (unbidden) to the air.
But words and odes are nothing to the joys
of gentle warmth (insistent) at one's side
Whilst words spent on the vellum; not the voice
Live only in the vellum ~ cold and dried.
Then thinking that she too must someday die
The Arrow of Aurora pierced the sky.

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gorgeous write J. like the pirate you are you've captured this rogueΒ rose with your words of prose
Ha!Β Rogue RoseΒ is a good name for a pirate ship, don't you think?! Now...which darkly poetic maiden could we use as the model for our masthead...I wonder???
now that sounds like it could be an awesome title to a poem lol
Mmmm...an autobiographical ballad, perhaps?! By YOU, obviously...not me!!
I wrote a poem called Rogue Rose. I haven't posted it yet hoping I get more comments on my latest one
Ye gods, woman!! You need to slow down and smell the iambics: they're lovely and golden this time of year.
Seriously...stop trying to shame the rest of us. ;)
lol
An impressively confident write !
Thanks for sharing !
A happy Christmas to you. Β :)
Thank you.
And a Happy Christmas to you too.
J.
:)
I wish I could give you more stars I do adore this piece.
I'm glad and gratified that you like it. Truly, I am.
It was, and is, my response to; and refutation of: Dante'sΒ La Vita Nuova: a book which I have read too many times, in the original Italian and in Rossetti's excellent (Victorian) English translation. Most Dante scholars dismiss this work as a piece of mere juvenilia;Β I believe that it holds the key, not only to his later great works (La Divina CommediaΒ &Β Il Convivio), but also to the man himself. It's a book EVERY poet should read...if only as a cautionary tale on how not to live your life. In it, he describes how he slowly came to obsess over and idolise Beatrice Portinari; to the point where, after her death, she becomes the apotheosis of woman-goddess for him...a near-Marian figure who greets him at the very gates of Paradise (in the final Canticle of Divine Comedy). She is the very source and reason for his art.
You should readΒ La Vita Nuova, Lisa. I think you'd like it.
J x
I will look for it at our local book store. hopefully I can find it.
I hope you do. Of course it may well be a job for Amazon...or even ebay.
I was astonished; and VERY lucky: to find myΒ copy in a second-hand bookshop about twelve or fifteen years ago. It's overΒ a century old and still in very good condition.
J x