The wind inspires a city bridge
to raise its baton signaling
the tautened harp-strings to begin
an aria whose strains of air
use euphony while windsong tunes
its harmonies and breeze-blown scales
when choral chords chant soft along
the fretted quays and heaven’s breath
blows zephyr airs in concert with
the segueing steely symphony
Th music of nature so well-expressed. And what a lovely photo!
Thanks nl, this structure just begs to be put in verse (you’ll find better photos online).
brilliant use of language to convey something audible
Delighted that you heard it too – many thanks.
Lovely: “strains of air, windsong tunes, breeze-blown scales”. I also appreciate the gentle sense of tightness to the poem – like those harp strings.
Glad you picked up the taut reverb HW and thanks for feedback on those highlighted terms.
Ephemeral and free-flowing and masterful. Kudos.
So pleased you enjoyed this Iris and thank you for this delightful panegyric.
Beautiful piece!
I appreciating your reading and this compliment – thank you very much indeed Tayyeba.
You’re welcome. ^_^
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Great poem Mike!
Lots of love ❤
Right back at ya Patti and thank you.
Wonderful poem! 🙂
When was the Samuel Beckett Bridge in Dublin built, Mike?
I don’t seem to remember that bridge when I walked the streets of Dublin with my father on a beautiful and memorable vacation (and I don’t think I’d have forgotten that bridge if I saw it).
Mind you that beautiful and wonderful trip I had to Ireland with my dad was 21 years ago this summer.
Thank you – I recall your telling me about your trip DVH and it predates this ‘new’ bridge which was opened in 2009. Some famed Italian architect came up with the harp design and it honestly took my breath away when I saw it for the first time. Heaps of photos on google.
a living bridge… in a country of too many walls, nice piece
Thanks echo – your take on it is much more revealing than mine.
Wind blowing through — playing those songs.. love that… you capture it so well
Thanks Björn, its an cool structure that just begs to be written about.
Wonderful form in this, Mike. Did not know there was a Samuel Beckett bridge. Fascinating playwright–worthy of recognition.
Thank you Victoria, the bridge is only five years old so it’s not surprising that it hadn’t reached your attention yet – you’ll find more detailed photos online.
This, my good man, is the music of the spheres singing to my ears…
Good sir commentator, no praise could be greater than that writ by frater. I thank you.
This made me think of Vincent Wallace’s Maritana…
I’m more familiar with that Irishman’s ‘Bohemian Girl’ but understand that ‘Maritana’ is considered superior so I will take your comment as high praise indeed Vera. (I’m going to AOs ‘Carmen’ next week in Melbourne and greatly looking forward to it).
Yes, it was definitely meant as high praise — one of my favourite string pieces. I don’t know Bohemian Girl; shall look it up.
(Ah yes, I heard the femme fatale is back! Enjoy!)
Every month I am committed to reblogging. This month I shared your Haiku, next month I will share this one. Great piece!
So generous Clarissa – I am greatly honoured and thank you kindly.
Oh Mike… Each of your words perfectly pluck these harmonious reflections, strumming in resounding steeled clarity of an architectural delight…
I note that you’re totally tuned into this piece Megan and am glad you caught the vibe. Your generous interpretation is welcomed and appreciated.
The steely harmony here is so creative!
Thanks Christy, glad you got the vibe here.
“Steely symphony and windsong tunes
Breeze-blown scales and blows zephyr airs” …
Evocative imagery, nicely penned
Cheers & best wishes, Mike,
Still waiting for you, Godot.
Aquileana 😛
Your appreciation rings genuine, measured and delightfully complimentary Aquileana – se lo agradezco.
your words bring the photo to life
your words bring the reader to life
awesome Sir Mike
HATFM
((Awhoooo))
Your howling approbation resonates through my heartstrings Marcus – many thanks indeed.
Wonderful words – cheers
Many thanks for this appreciation.
I love that bridge. There is a similar one out in Dundrum which is even more stately.
It took my breath away at first sight joe – Dundrum also? I’ll have to get out of the pubs and take a closer look next time I’m in the hood.
It really does look like a glorious stringed instrument, and the winds have blown a fine poetic rhythm across to Oz that have transformed to words reaching NZ!
I will get writing again soon…honest!
It’s evident from your words that the poet is straining for release but am I waiting for Godot?
I will pay much more attention next time I cross over – must share this who knows some City Father might even read and decide – Hmmm, a plaque??
Good on you Chris, and thanks.
As good as ever, Mike!
Hello my old friend, a nice surprise to hear from you today with words of encouragement (as ever). Thanks Brett.