A dVerse Palinode

image is from the British National Library Archives

I.
The Gardener (A Palinode: a retraction to the piece below)

The gardener’s day
pours back and forth.
They’re dead, he says.

The azaleas survived one summer.
Died mid-winter when everything
looks dead.  He walks the garden,
complains about living on a hill
of chalk, the wind sweeping away
the bits and pieces of his sentence.

I’ll make the gardener a cup tea,
and two digestives for dunking.

II.
The Gardener (A Narrative Voice)

The gardener watches a soft
muzzle of clouds lying in wait.

                                          Rain.

He’s not much for poetry, but
he is a poet. Each plant contains
a gardeners’ syllable, perennial
pages and stanza borders,  and

yes, I acknowledge ample weeds
sprouting thin as legs everywhere.
Weeding is my forte, I’m told, but

he’s undeterred by written water
spilling from a tap, a robin’s nibbed
appetite for overturned worms.

The bird pounces. The gardener
returns a squinting smile. And I’ve
nearly forgotten that this blank
page of his will come solid colour.

He watches the clouds. For signs.
For fate. I watch a pot of simmering
soup, because watched pots

                                never boil.

Written for dVerse Poets: the first poem is a “Palinode” in response to the narrative voice exercise which follows it. The image is from the British National Library Archive. c 1350. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

14 responses to “A dVerse Palinode”

  1. A brave attempt, boldly undertaken, and finely accomplished, Misky. Awesome palinode indeed. salute.

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    1. Thank you, Ron.

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  2. I love it, Marilyn, especially the ‘gardener’s syllable ‘ and the ‘robin’s number appetite ‘. I can see him dunking his digestive just like my granddad.

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    1. Thank you, Kim!

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      1. I just noticed my Kindle gremlins struck again!

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  3. Beautiful! I was taken right into the garden! The ending make me think about how focused thought can transcend time! 💕

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    1. How lovely! Thank you.

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  4. The unsuccessful gardener’s season is much less pleasant than the successful one’s. Good topic for a palinode, Misky.

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  5. Wow! The contrast to the original poem is brilliant! Especially love; “He walks the garden,complains about living on a hill of chalk.” 💝💝

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  6. I ca really feel this.. maybe for the gardener it’s the effort that is most important not the result.

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  7. This gardener sounds most deserving of a cup of tea, and these poems which honour him.

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  8. Very nicely done! Gardening does take a lot of work and perspective decides the outcome!

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