Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Nocturne: Blue and Silver

Misty & gray, windy, with the temperature expected to drop from the 40s, when I went out this morning to exercise class, to 13 by tonight. It's a Fat Tuesday of general abundance disguised as a Blue Monday.

I started teaching a class in ekphrasis this morning, too, and it's fun to be both learning & teaching--exercising muscles, joints, and brain, encouraging full range of motion in all ways.

Came home to find A Wicked Apple, by Susan Slaviero, in my mailbox, and the chapbook sale is still going on at Hyacinth Girl Press, if you want to get 2 for $9! My very-forthcoming Nocturnes is one of the options.

Here's one of the "night songs" from it:

Nocturne 

--James McNeill Whistler, Nocturne—Blue and Silver: CremorneLights (1872)

No one noticed my shy shift to joy
as the lights came on in the bay.

The water reeds were characters
of an ineffable alphabet.

I switched from show tunes to Chopin,
floating on the blues.

I wrote my last testament,
left my estate to nuthatch and finch.

6 comments:

toomuchaugust said...

this is on my list! to snap up a copy of your chap yet this week! (this is a week of mondays for me. ugh.)

sherry

Kathleen said...

Thanks, Sherry! Adding to the weekday confusion: local schools off Tuesday as well as Monday, for MLK and a teachers' institute.

Maureen said...

Your poem so beautifully reflects that image.

Thank you for the reminder about Hyacinth.

Kathleen said...

Thanks, Maureen!

And that's a great deal from Hyacinth, which also offers a great deal in their subscription series, so look for that in the 2012 offerings.

Collagemama said...

I love, love, love Whistler. Now I must find some Chopin and consider a nuthatch in the field guide. No wonder I never get anything done after reading your blog.

Kathleen said...

I love, love, love YOU. And that's what it's all about, baby.