This night.

summer, pilgrimage of the ewe; the blood sun breaks upon death—

is the symmetry of the flower where an ocean throws the moon’s noose,

leaving to the knot of a darker azure? dream, and you might

too leave in the white rose of lips; sewn a monolith 

exchanging, in perfidy, a child at the river

its maddening leavetaking, tucked in the shawl, a fellness of

gold nursed at the fingertips dead and drowning,

for the illumine, like a dream, but it was no longer; memory was the

brass to the black heart of the rose, low-necked to mourn.


Written for the dVerse prompt, using lines from Dorothy Lawrenson’s poem September. Truth be told, this is most likely one of my darkest poems, taking heavy inspiration from This Night Has Opened My Eyes by The Smiths.


  42 comments for “This night.

  1. September 15, 2020 at 3:32 pm

    I love how you used these start words for your poem – and that opener really sets the mood

    Liked by 3 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 6:27 pm

      Thank you so much, Laura!

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  2. September 15, 2020 at 3:36 pm

    Wonderful use of colour in this poem, Lucy, and I love the lines:
    ‘is the symmetry of the flower where an ocean throws the moon’s noose,
    leaving to the knot of a darker azure?’

    Liked by 3 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 6:27 pm

      Thank you, Kim. I’m so happy you liked those lines.

      Liked by 1 person

  3. September 15, 2020 at 3:43 pm

    I love how you went into darkness with this. Especially that last line
    brass to the black heart of the rose, low-necked to mourn.., ‘
    scrumptious reading.

    Liked by 4 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 6:28 pm

      Thank you, Björn. ❤

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  4. September 15, 2020 at 4:32 pm

    Beautifully moody …

    Liked by 3 people

  5. Glenn A. Buttkus
    September 15, 2020 at 4:38 pm

    More darkness\, reflecting perfectly the chaos and turmoil within these Trumpian days, this hellish haze. Are we inhabiting the “last of days”? Who will survive, and what will they learn?

    Liked by 4 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 6:30 pm

      Thank you, Glenn. I do not really exhibit politics within my poetry, but I find your interpretation interesting with my piece. Thank you so much for reading it. ❤

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  6. September 15, 2020 at 5:19 pm

    ❤️

    Liked by 2 people

  7. September 15, 2020 at 6:42 pm

    I like chocolate, the darker the better. Much the same about literature. You take the cake, Sister.

    Liked by 3 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 6:46 pm

      Oh, Ron, I thank you so much. ❤ ❤ ❤ I feel flattered.

      Like

  8. September 15, 2020 at 7:25 pm

    I love the poetic force of your words. The darkness of memory just rolls over you in this poem even as the river claimed the life of a child.

    Liked by 5 people

  9. September 15, 2020 at 8:17 pm

    A beautiful darkness, like the black heart of the rose. Your write with moody passion of the bloody sun.

    Liked by 4 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 8:52 pm

      Thank you. ❤ ❤

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  10. September 15, 2020 at 8:20 pm

    Lovely all around. I tried to use this line but it wasn’t working for me. Well done.

    Liked by 3 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 8:52 pm

      Thank you so much!

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  11. September 15, 2020 at 10:33 pm

    Powerful stuff Lucy – I liked how each word of Lawrenson’s line was the step off into darkness – and memorable lines ‘the fellness of gold’, ‘memory was the / brass to the black heart…’ Thanks also for the Smiths.

    Liked by 4 people

    • September 15, 2020 at 10:38 pm

      Thank you so very much. 🙂

      Like

  12. September 16, 2020 at 12:12 pm

    You chose the perfect words in nine lines of poetry to complete the poet’s line …. well done.

    Liked by 3 people

    • September 16, 2020 at 5:11 pm

      Thank you, Helen!

      Like

  13. Carboniferous Fern
    September 16, 2020 at 10:43 pm

    I love the word choices! “pilgrimage” and “knot” and “monolith” all create such a sense of mystery and darkness in this piece.

    Liked by 4 people

    • September 17, 2020 at 12:11 am

      Thank you so much!

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  14. J. P. K. | J. SYS
    October 2, 2020 at 4:48 pm

    💜🖤 Sad but true. :-/
    But that is why I am here, I suppose.

    Liked by 3 people

    • October 2, 2020 at 5:03 pm

      Well, I am glad you are here. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      • J. P. K. | J. SYS
        October 2, 2020 at 5:58 pm

        Likewise.

        Liked by 2 people

  15. October 3, 2020 at 2:50 am

    Sometimes its hard to share the right complement with you poetry. It bots so many notes, both your rhythms and words and innuendoes. They always amaze me, that’s for sure. Hope you enter these in poetry contests. Q10

    Liked by 3 people

    • October 3, 2020 at 12:41 pm

      Thank you so, so much. I have no words. Your encouragement means a lot. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  16. October 17, 2020 at 11:37 pm

    This is really good🖤

    Liked by 3 people

  17. October 17, 2020 at 11:46 pm

    Amazing 😍💖💖💖💖💖

    Liked by 2 people

  18. October 19, 2020 at 12:15 pm

    Good stuff, Lucy 🤗

    Liked by 2 people

  19. November 1, 2020 at 7:57 am

    Very frightening stuff, Lucy. I like it. 😉 Although I hardly paced alongside the rhythm, the overall theme had me good.

    Liked by 1 person

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