Backache (revision2)
revision2
I hear the buzz of bluebottles
bebop their frenzy round a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. Charts on a wall
map your intent. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on
my wanton bones. You knead. I ache.
I hear the jazz of bluebottles.
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revision
I hear the jazz of bluebottles
bebop their buzz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You map my back. You knead. I ache.
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original
I hear the buzz of bluebottles
bebop their jazz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. You map my back
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You knead. I need. You knead. I ache.
I hear the buzz of bluebottles
bebop their frenzy round a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. Charts on a wall
map your intent. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on
my wanton bones. You knead. I ache.
I hear the jazz of bluebottles.
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revision
I hear the jazz of bluebottles
bebop their buzz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You map my back. You knead. I ache.
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original
I hear the buzz of bluebottles
bebop their jazz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. You map my back
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You knead. I need. You knead. I ache.
Last edited by Macavity on Tue Apr 17, 2018 10:46 am, edited 5 times in total.
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Good one, mac, and most enjoyable.
Perfect iambic tetrameter all the way through, with a troche in the fourth foot of L1. The rest is iambic, I think.
Best
JJ
Perfect iambic tetrameter all the way through, with a troche in the fourth foot of L1. The rest is iambic, I think.
EnjoyedMacavity wrote:I hear the buzz of bluebottles
bebop their jazz around a braid ...That reads like a lot of bins.
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertabra, ...On a vertebra or along the vertebrae? Just wondering. Also a typo on the spelling,
unknot inventive anagrams ...Great line.
beneath the skin. You map my back
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on. ...Some good sonics going on here, and throughout. Loved align/spine. You could end here.
You knead. I need. You knead. I ache. ...Not sure about the close. Maybe "I need, you knead, I need, you need". Bit of word play.
Best
JJ
Long time a child and still a child
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Enjoyed. bebop their jazz sounds contrived, almost tautological. bebopping around a braid?
unknot inventive anagrams - I wondered what that referred to, maybe the last line needs unravelling - You naked. I need. You naked. I ache.
unknot inventive anagrams - I wondered what that referred to, maybe the last line needs unravelling - You naked. I need. You naked. I ache.
I'm out of faith and in my cups
I contemplate such bitter stuff.
I contemplate such bitter stuff.
I enjoyed this, Mac.
I stumbled with the opening a little, partly because I took buzz to be the subject of bebop—but then you go on with “their jazz” so I guess I’m wrong. Also, I place the stress in bebop on the first syllable so it offset the iambic thing you have going here so well. I love the braid of bins.
From L6, I feel the mapping and twisting separately. Would you consider this rewrite?
You map my back.
You twist the neck; that crack aligns
the spine.
I know those cracks so well!
Jackie
I stumbled with the opening a little, partly because I took buzz to be the subject of bebop—but then you go on with “their jazz” so I guess I’m wrong. Also, I place the stress in bebop on the first syllable so it offset the iambic thing you have going here so well. I love the braid of bins.
From L6, I feel the mapping and twisting separately. Would you consider this rewrite?
You map my back.
You twist the neck; that crack aligns
the spine.
I know those cracks so well!
Jackie
Thanks Ray and Jackie. I've shuffled the word order for now. Axed some of the last line.
cheers both
mac
I liked the variation Jackie. Especially, after ending L1 with a trochee.I place the stress in bebop on the first syllable so it offset the iambic thing you have going here so well.
cheers both
mac
I hear the jazz of bluebottles
bebop their buzz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams..........like the comparision
beneath the skin. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You map my back. You knead. I ache.
Hi Mac,
I like the revision a lot better than the original, as the last line seemed a bit awkward. I like the repetition of the "ack" sound, of things clicking together again,
almost as if you are solving a puzzle in 3 dimensions!
Enjoyed, Tony
bebop their buzz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,
unknot inventive anagrams..........like the comparision
beneath the skin. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You map my back. You knead. I ache.
Hi Mac,
I like the revision a lot better than the original, as the last line seemed a bit awkward. I like the repetition of the "ack" sound, of things clicking together again,
almost as if you are solving a puzzle in 3 dimensions!
Enjoyed, Tony
Counting the beats,
Counting the slow heart beats,
The bleeding to death of time in slow heart beats,
Wakeful they lie.
Robert Graves
Counting the slow heart beats,
The bleeding to death of time in slow heart beats,
Wakeful they lie.
Robert Graves
Great revision—I feel the jazz now!
JackieI hear the jazz of bluebottles
bebop their buzz around a braid
of overflowing bins. You press
a thumb along my vertebrae,. . . . . I'd be tempted to try "thumb" as a verb (You thumb along my vertebrae)
unknot inventive anagrams
beneath the skin. You hold my head
and twist the neck, that crack aligns
the spine. A saxophone plays on.
You map my back. You knead. I ache. . . . . . Might just be me, but this has an unfinished feel. Could you consider placing this line before "A saxophone plays on"?
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Hi mac.
Somewhat perplexed by the proximity
of 'overflowing bins' to the action.
(Surely something of a passion killer?)
I keep on misreading 'inventive'
as 'invective'. Though that's
obviously my problem
Would second Jackie's excellent 'thumb as verb' idea.
No idea what the saxophone represents
(other than some play on 'horn', possibly).
A couple of cut and paste suggestions;
I hear the jazz of [bumble bees]
bebop their buzz around a braid
of [over-flowering pots]. [You thumb
a groove] along my vertebrae,
inventive anagrams unknot
beneath the skin. [H]old my head
twist the neck, [a] crack aligns
the spine. [Back-beat upon] my back.
You knead. I ache. [You dig]
Regards, Not.
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Hi mac.
Somewhat perplexed by the proximity
of 'overflowing bins' to the action.
(Surely something of a passion killer?)
I keep on misreading 'inventive'
as 'invective'. Though that's
obviously my problem
Would second Jackie's excellent 'thumb as verb' idea.
No idea what the saxophone represents
(other than some play on 'horn', possibly).
A couple of cut and paste suggestions;
I hear the jazz of [bumble bees]
bebop their buzz around a braid
of [over-flowering pots]. [You thumb
a groove] along my vertebrae,
inventive anagrams unknot
beneath the skin. [H]old my head
twist the neck, [a] crack aligns
the spine. [Back-beat upon] my back.
You knead. I ache. [You dig]
Regards, Not.
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Hi Mac,
Just listening to the sound of the poem makes me happy. That's you.
Hope writing this poem relieved some of your back pain.
Best,
Lake
Just listening to the sound of the poem makes me happy. That's you.
Hope writing this poem relieved some of your back pain.
Best,
Lake
Aim, then, to be aimless.
Seek neither publication, nor acclaim:
Submit without submitting.
一 Cameron
Seek neither publication, nor acclaim:
Submit without submitting.
一 Cameron
Hi Mac.
Just a thought.
You went for 8 beats (?) whereas I went for 10, per line.
See what you think.
Just a thought for you to take or toss
A jazz of bluebottles bebop their buzz
around a braid of overflowing bins.
Pressing a thumb along my vertebrae
unknotting inventive anagrams , neck
and head twisted to align my spine. Crack.
A saxophone plays as you kneed my need.
Hey, just my thoughts.
Just a thought.
You went for 8 beats (?) whereas I went for 10, per line.
See what you think.
Just a thought for you to take or toss
A jazz of bluebottles bebop their buzz
around a braid of overflowing bins.
Pressing a thumb along my vertebrae
unknotting inventive anagrams , neck
and head twisted to align my spine. Crack.
A saxophone plays as you kneed my need.
Hey, just my thoughts.
Thanks NQS. The opening image was intended to convey the noise of the hyperactive. The saxophone was referencing Charlie Parker, but also the chiropractor 'playing' on the spine. Thanks for the offer of 'groove'. Could be an option to use with Jackie's suggestion. Not sure. A chiropractor relieves pain by giving pain - in my experience.
cheers
mac
cheers
mac
Pleased you enjoyed Lake. It seems a long time since we shared poems (I remember the kitchen ) Still share poems with Tink and Tony. Not sure where the rest are.Lake wrote:Hi Mac,
Just listening to the sound of the poem makes me happy. That's you.
Hope writing this poem relieved some of your back pain.
Best,
Lake
all the best
mac/badge
Good job Pauline. I tend to shy away from pentameter - tend to use too much filler. Your approach could be an option!
cheers
mac
cheers
mac
Pauline wrote:Hi Mac.
Just a thought.
You went for 8 beats (?) whereas I went for 10, per line.
See what you think.
Just a thought for you to take or toss
A jazz of bluebottles bebop their buzz
around a braid of overflowing bins.
Pressing a thumb along my vertebrae
unknotting inventive anagrams , neck
and head twisted to align my spine. Crack.
A saxophone plays as you kneed my need.
Hey, just my thoughts.
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Well, if you're sure I can't twist your armMacavity wrote:Thanks for the offer of 'groove'. Could be an option to use with Jackie's suggestion. Not sure. A chiropractor relieves pain by giving pain - in my experience.
Regards, Not.
(Incidently, it wasn't so much the bluebottles as the bins)
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I wondered where the pain was coming from!
The outside world...the stresses of...its fast-paced urban ugliness...its noise...its litter...flowers/bees, I wish!
The outside world...the stresses of...its fast-paced urban ugliness...its noise...its litter...flowers/bees, I wish!
NotQuiteSure wrote:Well, if you're sure I can't twist your armMacavity wrote:Thanks for the offer of 'groove'. Could be an option to use with Jackie's suggestion. Not sure. A chiropractor relieves pain by giving pain - in my experience.
Regards, Not.
(Incidently, it wasn't so much the bluebottles as the bins)
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Hi mac. 'Bebop' is excellent. I agree with Ray, though, that 'jazz' is somewhat redundant. Still scratching my head on 'braid' and 'anagrams' and the final line still feels inconclusive - maybe you need a closing rhyme. I really like the idea of the spine played as a saxophone: I would have preferred as metaphor rather than allusion, but you're subtler than I am - I can tell. Very enjoyable poem with great rhythm.
Best,
Joao
Best,
Joao
Thanks for taking a look Joao. In this case the backache doesn't go away so I've reinforced that with an additional line. Also fiddled with my placement of Jazz. The anagrams were meant to signify the 'knots' in daily life translated into the tensed up back.
cheers
mac
cheers
mac
Excellent point. Hadn't thought about it this way. The repetition of the first verse works great and sounds like the beginning of a new bar in your jazz songMacavity wrote:In this case the backache doesn't go away so I've reinforced that with an additional line.