Day Three & Pic and a Word #307

Today we were to react to a 4-line stanza by another poet – and look, Patrick has a poem of exactly four lines in his Pic and a Word challenge this week.

Prompt 3: “It’s a Spanish form called a ‘glosa’ – literally a poem that glosses, or explains, or in some way responds to another poem. The idea is to take a quatrain from a poem that you like, and then write a four-stanza poem that explains or responds to each line of the quatrain, with each of the quatrain’s four lines in turn forming the last line of each stanza. Traditionally, each stanza has ten lines, but don’t feel obligated to hold yourself to that!” 

I had to read this a few times and look at the explanation but then I got it. First, the poem by Pic and a Word host Patrick Jennings:

The ebb
Of tides and life
Reveals the glories concealed
By full flood

Pic and words: Patrick Jennings

And this is my first ever glosa. I never knew this was an international term. One would think Slovenians invented them by the way we were thought them in school.

The ebb and back

The flow
the glow
the mess
the sass
the sudden
the surge
the urgent
the urge
the web
the ebb

of smiles and love
of fights and strife 
of streams and moss
of peaks and loss  
of heat and ices
of bets and dices
of leans and girth
of man and wife
of deaths and birth 
of tides and life

revels on hidden levels
rides the high tides
rustles through thick bustles
rhymes with what finds
ruminates on pearly gates
ruins the perfect states
runs until it’s run its course
rises until it’s time to fall 
conceals the treasures revealed
reveals the glories concealed

by full moon
by tide pools
by pull-downs
by build-ups
by cool jewels
by dull rules
by young fools
by old drools 
by bull blood
by full flood.

In photos, the Orbetello lagoon 15 minutes from me here in lower Tuscany.

In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #307: Ebb

The last day in my NaPoWriMo history

2018: My future movie titles with an acrostic
C’mon Already, Live 9. 
Arrested by Tom Cruise from the Sky.
Mercy, Mexi Movie 67.2.nil.
Eccolo! The Day the Carbonara Stood Still.
Rare Pearl Jam MP3 Cassette Show.
Abridged Version of Everything Must Go.
All That She Wants She Doesn’t Do.
Nobody Wants Some, Means Me Too.
Deny. A really short film, part II.
Satan, His Stencils and the Tension.
Hit Me with Your Wisdom Tooth.
Improvise and Then Run, Ruth.
Thursday Portals to The New Dimension. 
2019: Gigi was here   

Later that day
I recall the event to amore.
“Who was it?”
as anxious as I was.
“Gigi D’Alessio.”
 
The scoff,  
the grin,
the eye-roll,
the hand gesture
- all at once -
remove the need
to say anything. (Read it in full.)
2020:
Sunset: vistas, some-
what censored for your senses.
Subset: zealot. Blog. 

Read other crazy orange haikus
2021: Life in 100 words
I wipe a wave of sweat,
remove kale from my pants
(sand! I mean sand!),
and take a deep breath. (Read it all.)

This day in my blogging history

Published by Manja Maksimovič

A Slovenian in Italy for love. Blogger, photographer, translator and would-be writer who would be a writer if she wrote. Plus reluctant but emerging poet. Beware.

32 thoughts on “Day Three & Pic and a Word #307

    1. Thank you, Patrick, for this high praise and for writing such a perfect poem for this challenge, every line of different length and structure, just ideal. It came together just right. I’m truly glad that you like it.

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    1. Haha! That’s not amore. That’s my friend from Slovenia. I only met amore when I was 42 (which of course is the answer). Thanks, Sunra Nina, I’m really glad you like it. I’m a bit overwhelmed right now. So much to do, edit, write, read others, so I do nothing and watch basketball repeats. Luka is THE Man.

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      1. Ha ha! 😀 Oh. Well, you both look hot damn. 42! Lol. I can appreciate you’re overwhelmed. I feel like that too. Writing, editing and reading becomes so intense this month and then doing it with all the other things you have to do is a bit of a much of a which of a wind. (I bet there’ll be a Cummings prompt at some point 🙂 ) No idea who Luka is, I’m afraid. I expect he’s very tall.

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  1. I admire your courage in trying so many new poetic forms — and the fun you are having. I appreciate how today’s poem pairs words in fresh, engaging ways. We’re having fun with you.

    I also like how past poems scroll over photos: treasures revealed, glories concealed.

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    1. Oh, Carol Ann, I swear that your comment gave me strength to finish my today’s poem and post. Day 4 and I’m already tired. But you sound so wonderfully supportive. The rest of my strength I got from yesterday’s game. DID YOU WATCH THAT? :O Luka is a psycho. 😀 I saw that you thought of me at the previous ugly loss but clearly they are choosing their battles. Looking forward to the play-offs. Thank you from the heart.

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      1. I am always looking for Mavericks games on TV and I’m even following them on Twitter. You are making a fan of me! (And I’m glad to hear that my words gave you the last bit of energy you needed for your day’s poetry. You have undertaken a great challenge with such gusto and skill!)

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