Thursday, January 20, 2011

A LULLABY AT SUNDOWN (Poem Triggered by a Ligne Donne)



A LULLABY AT SUNDOWN

At sundown, on my hammock hour, I hum a lullaby.
And I become the magus among the cattails chanting:

O give me a home bursting with laughter and song,
O give me a nook to hide and hold quicksilver dreams.

In their crannies, I shall wrap them with sunflowers;
In icy snow chambers, I shall save slivers of sunlight
To keep them warm. I shall be the rabbit popped out
Of the magus’ cone hat, I shall jump and disappear

Into their hideaway taking the darkness with me.
In their lairs and treehouses, I shall bring dry flint
And candlesticks and all things bright and crackling;
I shall be with my wee ones and darkness be damned.


--- ALBERT B. CASUGA
Mississauga, 1-20-11

The Ligne Donne (Given Line)

Juncos hop on the icy snow between the cattails where a rabbit disappeared fifteen minutes earlier, taking the darkness with it.---Dave Bonta, Morning Porch, 1-20-11 (http://www.morningporch.com/)




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2 comments:

  1. features/rosieJanuary 25, 2011 at 2:15 AM

    Thank you for sharing this poem, Sir Albert. It served well, truly a lullaby:so calming and taking away fears before sleep. I missed you, Sir. I just came in blogging,again. A blessed evening po.

    Rose

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  2. ALBERT B. CASUGAJanuary 25, 2011 at 8:09 AM

    Keep on writing, Rose. Use the ligne donne technique if you are comfortable with it. All the best.

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