Prompt for Dverse Poets on Thursday was about Imagism. I have always wondered about the imagist poem by William Carlos Williams about the wheelbarrow. It begins with ‘ So much depends’
I have been trying to write some responses and sonnets and also to write up about our recent trip to the Azores. There’s several images that I keep seeing and wanting to play words with.
So much depends on
A boat blessed by a radiant virgin
Mists over the cratered peaks
Waves crashing to the shore
Darkening beach with basalt rocks
Glistening with each drop of brine
Truly, I can smell the sea air!
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But I couldn’t quite get the wind in!
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Sometimes it just won’t fit!
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Excellent! I really like the way you have paid a bit of homage to William Carlos Williams with your words. Indeed so much depends…….
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Thanks, his poetry did create some openings for us all!
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Lovely lines … and images of the seascape. Yes, WCW’s poem seems to give us that inspiration! 🙂
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Great poets certainly can but I also find some of the poetry on Dverse really inspiring and moving. You can find them through this Mr Linky on the website.
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Thank you for the link.
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I think we find the importance when we are there close to the sea..
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This is so well penned. You have invited me to stand on that beach with you and partake of everything there is to observe.
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Thanks, it’s not long since I was on that beach, a week ago!
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Thanks, it was rather more wild than the mild it is supposed to be in the Azores and for islands fishing has always been a dangerous job.
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When I worked/lived in Half Moon Bay CA, I had some of co-workers from the Azores working as aides in the hospital. HMB is a fishing town, My guess is their husbands worked in the fishing fleets.
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I imagine do, it is/ was a key skill on the islands and once more profitable.
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Vivid scenes painted with words. 🙂
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Thanks for reading.
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“A boat blessed by a radiant virgin” sets the mood and you complete the picture so well.
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Thanks, I guess for those who go to sea in small boats a blessing is needed.
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love the scene you’ve sketched….
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Thanks, it’s hard to sum up a place but sometimes there is one image that lasts.
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The scenery is so beautifully captured…I loved your opening line and “mists over the cratered peaks.”
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Thanks, it was s beautiful place even if the mists hid the peaks most of the time!
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Meaning and Purpose
iN sacred fishing
boat of liFe..
Sacred aLL
aLL fish
caught..
Virgin
or
Not.. sMiles..:)
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Ah, you saw the sacred boat! Barco sagrado. I’ll need one of those as I get seasick!
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Smiles.. Friend.. An inspirational boat.. In deed..:)
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I especially love “drop of brine.”
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Great images and thank you so much for sending me to The Red Wheelbarrow, which I had not come across.
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Beautiful imagery. I love the words. 🙂
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This really echoes the WCW piece. Lovely!
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Thanks, it is amazing some of the echoes that resonate!
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