Day 2, Triolet 2

Got to keep up with the poetry trends:

My blue familiars-

Nancy Gaffield,Tokaido Road.

The blues flowed from my throat, a crowd of women

Stomped from my stomach, chanting their memories

Watery familiars, a stream, a river, mirror

Holding the sky’s blue length we all dream into.

The blues flowed from my throat, a crowd of women

They were singing of their lived in shoes, humming the hymns

Of their youth, some were carolling their thoughts to the trees.

The blues flowed from my throat, a crowd of women

Stomped from my stomach, tangible as grief.

Stole the title from Nancy Gaffield, who wrote poetic responses to Hiroshige’s woodblocks; this extracted title is from number 55 which you can view the woodblock of here:

http://www.hiroshige.org.uk/hiroshige/tokaido_hoeido/images/55_Kyoto.jpg

I’m thinking of reading some of her work tonight at Stirred, art and poetry ekphrasis times, so perhaps I’ll read the poem I’ve borrowed from.

And yes I did cheat and not repeat the second line as the last line completely, whatcha gonna do. Form should be flexible :P.

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