Life's chaotic suite
Life's chaotic suite
.original sonnet
by @dpend
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with art
by stephen surya
Life's chaotic suite
Errant mana streams of laundry strewn,
Rooms abandoned to unnerving hours.
Twitch for gamma traded—fickle hewn;
Kind entertain me as decay me scours.
Quickened fables flit or willing fade,
Left with pithy phrases, empty all.
Cherish me in photo-glass of jade,
Betray me in the flameless exit hall.
Chaos, sentry rhythm, blameless mass:
Cluster of sweet comfort within noise.
Touch my symphony in briefest pass,
Just that life might memorize my joys.
Melody of all the wand'ring days—
Accompany my lonely, errant rays.
Written & spoken
by @dpend
9/30/18
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Art by
stephen surya
.一 'Messy Room 3 : Buddhism'
二 'Daydream Five'
三 'Daydream Three'
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Greetings, @d-pend. As always, you accommodate the most oxymoronic word mating. At first sight, at least. But the more we dig into the words and phrases the more sense they make; in fact, polysemy can be the real “problem.”
This poem, as @quillfire has suggested, may be read along the lines of the HF20 ramifications (not difficult with words such as chaos, errant, mana—which sounds like manna—, and all the dirty laundry venting going on around).
But I won’t go there this time either. We can inevitably make the connection, though as part of the general reflection on chaotic affairs.
Let me start by playing with the combinations of multiple meanings, which in this case are actually interconnected (all roads lead to Rome).
Even though we tend to associate a “suite” with comfort and luxury, a suit can also be a set of computer programs or a set of musical pieces (especially classical/instrumental). Harmony and chaos coexist in all these scenarios and so they do in life (or in video gaming, for that matter).
The idea of chaos is framed by the words errant and fickle (wandering and deceitful). This lack of stability permeates throughout the poem to the very end, the “errant rays”. When do we make sense of life? At what cost? What do we keep from the wandering days?
In between we have nothing but pithy, empty phrases that speak of betrayal. The sense of despair before a chaotic world is numbed by the musical allusions, “sentry rhythm”, “Cluster of sweet comfort within noise.”
Isolation/escapism, especially in music, is used by many as a way to combat fire with fire, noise with noise. We forgive the masses for their ineffectiveness and fix memories in musical notes. Solitude, chaos and nomadism can fit into a nostalgic suite.
@d-pend,
A SONNET ... bravo!
Perhaps it's my current obsession with Harfork 20 and its ramifications, but my mind is making this poem all about that:
Beautifully written. Masterful craft. Daniel, you are a damned fine poet. Wordsmithing is most certainly your artistic forte.
BTW ... I just noticed the changes to your blog header. Had a good laugh. Gallows humor.
Quill
What others see as a disorder, by itself has an order. Each of us organizes in your mind. We hear beautiful melodies in a light that others do not see.
You are at work even more than before:
That line clearly defines your attitude. The world is a noisy place and you find your sweet comfort still. Enjoy the rest of your Sunday.
Joy
Thank you for being here for me, so I can be here for you.
Enjoy your day and stay creative!
Botty loves you. <3
Awesome interpretation of reality and imagination in abstract form. Thank you Maestro
We all seek a place of some reprieve from the chaos of current life. I like the first artwork. So 80's lol. Printed magazines, VCR, CRT TV and monitor, corded phone plugged into wall.
EW I don't want to eat the manna from your dirty undies ...just ew ew ew :P or your sox OMG I am gonna die ...that was not images I needed ewwwwwww!
It's clean laundry. I think you're projecting. :-P
that make me feel a lot better ... still laundry and ood do not mix ;0)
p.s the images are great ... poetry was not bad but gross ...did i say ew?-Let me say it again dirty laundry manna = EW!
How is it gross? And I said mana not manna :-)
ooooh ok mna as in power or mana as in hand ? and it was just that image of food out of laundry it really made my ocd cry but i can dea with power or hands lol
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