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Friday, May 27, 2016

Alfred Deller, Feste's song 'Hey, Ho, the wind and the rain'.



Erasure Poem
Twelfth Night..Shakespeare
Act V scene 1

when i was  a little tiny boy
a foolish thing was but a toy

when i came to man's estate
knaves and thieves
men shut their gates

when i  came alas! to wive
swaggering i could never thrive

when i came unto my beds
with toss pots  - drunken
hey ho

but that's all one
our play is done
with a hey ho the wind and the rain
for the rain it raineth every day

Prompt Nights...Saana Rizvi
Poets Pantry...PU








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21 comments:

  1. Sanaa RizviMay 27, 2016 at 9:09 PM

    Gosh!! Such an inspirational write this is Rall, especially adore that stellar closing line. Beautifully rendered. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. Granny GeeMay 27, 2016 at 11:55 PM

    Ooow....I haven't read /seen /heard much Shakespeare and this was a real treat....the soft sad melancholy clear in your words XXX

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  3. ElleceeMay 28, 2016 at 8:56 AM

    Enjoyed this so much, especially the last stanza,all so well done :-)

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  4. Magaly GuerreroMay 28, 2016 at 12:11 PM

    What Gina said. I'm taken by the bittersweet Shakespearean tone, the imagery that tugs at the heart with its song.

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMay 28, 2016 at 8:16 PM

    Oh how I love Alfred Deller, and had not heard him in years. Thank you! Hard to improve on the Bard, but you take away just enough to make it personal.

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    1. rallentandaMay 29, 2016 at 12:56 AM

      Hard to improve on Alfred Deller as far as counter tenors are concerned as well. Glad you enjoyed the music !

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  6. Sumana RoyMay 28, 2016 at 9:47 PM

    a fine example of found poetry Rall with all the minuses and pluses and twists and turn :)

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  7. Jae RoseMay 29, 2016 at 2:34 AM

    I shudder at Shakespeare - it always makes me feel hopeless bit this succeeds in capturing the bawd of the brad - toss pots and all!

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  8. rallentandaMay 29, 2016 at 5:46 AM

    Toss -pots...sheer genius:)

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    1. Jae RoseMay 29, 2016 at 8:38 AM

      And Brad not Bard - it's a wonder i can even writes me name ;)

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  9. debiMay 29, 2016 at 9:03 AM

    Great job with the found poem... I love the ending esp.

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  10. Donna@LivingFromHappinessMay 29, 2016 at 9:09 AM

    I too love that wonderful ending!

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  11. brudbergMay 29, 2016 at 9:22 AM

    Always loved what your can create in other texts...

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  12. Sherry Blue SkyMay 29, 2016 at 9:31 AM

    This is very clever. I really enjoyed it.

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  13. scotthastiepoetMay 29, 2016 at 10:40 AM

    You've dropped into this so well, technically and soulfully too - great respect for that and a lovely read...

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  14. Myrna R.May 29, 2016 at 6:27 PM

    This is wonderful Rail. I enjoyed this. The song was interesting too. You are truly a lover and maker of art!

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  15. Luk LeiMay 29, 2016 at 7:36 PM

    Very clever, uplifting yet it feels a bit sinister with the idea it rains everyday.

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    1. rallentandaMay 30, 2016 at 12:47 AM

      Eris has let loose her demons over Rall's world at the moment...my poetry reflects what I am feeling.. Shakespeare's clown Feste felt the same way 500 years ago.

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  16. Audrey Howitt aka DivaloungerMay 30, 2016 at 5:01 PM

    I love who you take this and make it your own--it does indeed raineth into the end--

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  17. Khaya RonkainenMay 30, 2016 at 9:41 PM

    What a magnificent piece! The pulse, tale and twist make for a bittersweet tone. Skilfully executed.

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