Melancholy of Summer
The days danced long and wide
with the sweat of an eerie summer song
Forget the past, she tucks it in her heart
to drown the pulsing of that eerie summer song
Stitched tight at the start of a quiet dream
embroidered with flowers quieting the eerie summer song
With fine threads of silken bliss intertwined with a darkness
splashed to cool down the melancholy of an eerie summer song
A Jane Kenyon poem, sultry dew dripping from early morning clouds
will she be allowed to block out such an eerie summer song
Will it haunt her, full moon on a latent August night
drenched in the shadow of memory buried in an eerie summer song.
15 thoughts on "Melancholy of Summer"
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Virginia, very rhythmical and well penned! I love how your poem flowed.
Thank you for reading and the kind comment. Much appreciated.
I love the way this poem moves. Each line sways with ease in this rhythm you created.
“Forget the past, she tucks it in her heart
to drown the pulsing of that eerie summer song ”
I could melt away in the image you crafted here. WOW!
Very thoughtful comment and much appreciated. It is always intriguing to see what lines impact a reader.
The melancholy feels amplified as the poem goes on, with each refrain and metaphor extending the eerie summer song a little further. Really atmospheric and effective.
Thank you for reading and for your insight. I appreciate your thoughtful interpretation.
This is beautiful – I love how the lines get longer and draw us into the eeriness of summer.
So very kind of you. Thank you.
Sensory details are amazing : “the sweat of an eerie summer song”, and ‘sultry dew dripping”
Love the repeat “eerie summer song”
Especially love “Stitched tight at the start of a quiet dream”
Sensory details are those I continue to work/create to refine in my writing. I appreciate your validation of the sensory.
Love Jane Kenyon and the ethereal nature of the poem, especially the ghazal line ends. You weave beauty into your words so nicely!
Jane Kenyon is a treasure. Have you read A Hundred White Daffodils? Thank you for validating my writing. Much appreciated. I love the idea of weaving beauty into words.
Your poem captures well the feelings of summer–its ending is always in sight; the melancholy is stiched throughout the days…
Thank you for your kind insight. I appreciate it.
Wow! What a beautiful and “eerie summer song” Everything about this just sang. Well done with this one, Pam!