HEY NONNY

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I forget the song, the one for the rain,
and now is a week of wet space.
Hey nonny tell me how it goes again:

the lift in the wing, the spring-tickled brain,
the chuckle through holes in the lace—
I forget those songs, and the one for the rain.

Nose pressed against the cold glass pane,
I have lost christmas, the child’s window face.
Hey nonny tell me how it goes again:

what wind will spin the leaden weather vane,
how can a nothing be erased—
I forget the song, the one for the rain,

the word of magic that will name,
will put a blankness in its place.
Hey nonny tell me how it goes again:

to softly sit and wait for grace.
This I wish, the gift not to complain.  But
I forget the song, the one for the rain.
Hey nonny tell me how it goes, again.

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4 responses »

  1. I feel you chose a most appropriate form when you wrote this one Cynthia. That surface lightness and charm, and the melancholy underneath: exactly what the villanelle came into being for. In your hands it’s like an amulet.

    • Hi John…this is a very old poem, written in the 1970’s, as I was trying out all the forms we discover when we begin to take poetry writing a bit seriously…sonnets, villanelles, haiku, etc. I was, at that time, working days, so attended an evening adult education poetry workshop in Harvard Square, very near Longfellow’s home there. Totally smitten with the whole poetry “scene’ which was quite active there and then. (One member of that workshop still pops in to comment on my blog once in a while!). As time went by I became disillusioned with that “scene” and put my poetry and me back in the closet. But I always sort of liked this little villanelle…though I sort of find the villanelle just a tad tiresome. I doubt anyone will ever equal Dylan Thomas’s or even Elizabeth Bishop’s, but it’s fun to take the challenge. The fact that there is no prescribed line length makes it interesting, I think, for new possibilities.

      Thank you for your continued reading, John. I’m pleased by what you say here, and very much honored.

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