Storm – a quadrille

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June 5, 2017 by petrujviljoen

is that a hand above the mud, wavering

to and fro – no?

a branch of a tree, the one who died merely

a year ago – lo!

 

behold the aftermath, the river still seething

current(ly) grieving; the mainspring thrust awry in the

storm

….

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30 thoughts on “Storm – a quadrille

  1. susanmehr says:

    So much meaning, loved the way it was written “behold the aftermath, the river still seething
    current(ly) grieving; the mainspring thrust awry in the
    storm” It’s Okay to grieve and be angry at the same time.

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  2. Sabio Lantz says:

    Ah, death after a storm. Dark and real

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  3. Jana H White says:

    The rhyming in this is exquisite Petru. It reminds me of the refrain from a longer poem spoken by a bard of old. Transmuting grief is in the wind…

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  4. lillian says:

    Ah…to keep our heads above water, to weather the storms. I especially like what you did with the word “current(ly)”. Meaning both ways. I enjoyed this one!

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  5. lynn__ says:

    In the storm of grieving, we sometimes see things (hand!) with mind’s eye…it is a fierce current.

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  6. Waltermarks says:

    Wow! That’s really powerful. The storms of life, natural and spiritual. Very powerful verse!

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  7. Nan Mykel says:

    Sad and reflective. The hand spooked me. I’m better now. Thanks for the verse.

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  8. Sumana Roy says:

    The words ‘lo’ and ‘behold’ are enough to feel the aftermath.

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  9. I love this. So many images. The hand, my favorite.

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  10. sanaarizvi says:

    Such wonderful rhythm and flow in this one! Beautifully penned.

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  11. Grace says:

    Admiring the images of the aftermath with the river seething ~

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  12. Flood aftermath. Well said.

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  13. The image of that tree as a hand waving, the greeting of from the afterwards… love that .

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  14. I enjoy your word play in this poem very much, especially the double meaning of current(ly). Nice!

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  15. I like that mis-seeing – and yet it is seeing correctly, isn’t it? Something is lost, drowned, even if it’s not a person.

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  16. frankhubeny says:

    River rising and wind tearing at the trees. Storms shift what we think is out there.

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  17. Ω says:

    I love the first line. Also “current(ly) grieving” … which I turn into “lie/lye grieving.”

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  18. Charley says:

    It must be the weather… Awesome poem, with an eye of the storm voice, and violence lurking in those gathering clouds. Well done!

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  19. jillys2016 says:

    This is so strong! I looked at your tags and wondered if you had a connection to something that occurred a year ago here in Orlando, because this fits it so well. I guess that is the beauty of each reader bringing their own thing to the table 🙂 Thanks for sharing.

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  20. I like the “river seething current(ly)”

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  21. whimsygizmo says:

    This parens is just fantastic:
    “current(ly) grieving”

    Perfection. Little nuances like that in a poem please me to no end. So clever, and a doubly powerful visual.

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I make art, I read a lot and I'm now trying to write as well. Otherwise I belong to a cat by the name of Charlie that drives me nuts sometimes and other times makes me melt with love for her.

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