week 174 ~ the truth is always difficult to hear

the truth is always difficult to hear
it has an annoying propensity
to pop out of hiding post a query
and dive back in its hole to leave us peer-
ing at nothing tangible just a fear
that something’s awry I wait patiently
for you to get that independently
knowing the facts will never disappear
though you haven’t called to apologize
or written a note accepting blame still
you’ll be dodging truth constantly until
there will at some future time I surmise
come a moment you can’t escape and though
you’ll never say somehow I’m sure I’ll know

Written by mairmusic

February 8, 2012 at 10:17 pm

Posted in February, sonnet

Tagged with lies, poetry, truth

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I believe that there are those whose lies become so ingrained in their being that the truth has no way to the surface of life…they will die with their lies as will those who believed them…sorry a random thought brought on by your fine poem.

slpmartin

February 8, 2012 at 11:07 pm

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- Truly. I was feeling optimistic that day.
  
  mairmusic
  
  February 9, 2012 at 8:26 am
  
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Lovely sonnet Marilynn – good to catch up with your work again. Hope you’re doing well

Luke Prater

February 10, 2012 at 6:35 pm

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- Nice to have you here, Luke– thanks!
  
  mairmusic
  
  February 12, 2012 at 9:05 am
  
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Hmmm … some truths, I fear, are never recognized much less acknowledged, but maybe the person you have in mind is different.

Jamie Dedes

February 12, 2012 at 2:02 am

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- yes, truly. and, no, I don’t think he is, just an optimistic moment…
  
  mairmusic
  
  February 12, 2012 at 9:04 am
  
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we cant run from truth forever. so its better to face it as soon as we can. for our own sake.

Sharmishtha

February 12, 2012 at 7:05 am

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- Yes, but Charles is right– some never will…
  
  mairmusic
  
  February 12, 2012 at 8:58 am
  
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  - are they really unable to see the truth or deny it even to themselves?
    
    Sharmishtha
    
    February 14, 2012 at 10:13 am
  - Denial is home to many, sadly.
    
    mairmusic
    
    February 16, 2012 at 11:36 pm

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I made a plan, beginning on my birthday- October 16, 2008 - to keep creativity in focus in my daily life, spontaneously, reflectively, and with intention, by setting in motion several series of small events. Every day I take a photo and record a thought. Every week I write a poem and post a photograph of myself in the context of my life. i don't post every day, but I maintain the schedule of each series and post as often as I can. Before I began I wrote, "I think this will be fun, may be interesting, and will result in a considered year of small moments stolen from a busy life and strung together to make... who knows? At this point it's just a plan. Wish me luck~ here goes!"

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I decided to continue on after a year, because this document had become a treasured reflective spot in my life. There are some changes in "Year 2," expanding options for my weekly poem beyond sonnet to add some other forms-- rondeau or triolet, villanelle. I added the decima in late January 2010, and the pantoum in August. Definitions of each form appear below. I continue to post a photo daily, but may post several pictures taken on one day over the course of a week if I have an interesting series. I may even post an old photo if I'm writing about something I'm thinking back to. I'll continue to have fun with this project; I hope you will too. For Year 3 I tried including other people in the self-portraits that accompany my poems, adding "Musical Sundays" to post mp3s of my music, but these petered out in a few months. This is simply a place for my daily thoughts & photos, and weekly poems in the forms I love. Onward...!

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What’s a sonnet?

A sonnet is a 14-line iambic pentameter poem with a unique and characteristic rhyme scheme. They have been written in Europe and England for centuries, and usually combine viewpoint and reflection in a personal yet universal way. I call mine blank-verse sonnets and try for a simple casual scan that observes yet obscures the form. Inspirations are the American sonnets of e. e. cummings and Edna "Vince" Millay.

What’s a villanelle?

A villanelle is an early French form with 19 lines using only 2 rhymes, traditionally broken into 6 verses. It's kind of obsessive, with lines 1 & 3 repeating alternately, the 4th time as lines 18 & 19. The lines can be any length, but don't seem to vary within a poem, and subjects include love, loss and challenge. Dylan Thomas, Elizabeth Bishop and Sylvia Plath all wrote them, and from the minute I typed villanelle in "Year 2 begins" I was itching to try it out because I've never written one. My first appear in Weeks 53 & 56. I've run some verses together, as many modern writers have done, for continuity and a cleaner line.

What’s a rondeau?

A rondeau is a form of medieval poetry that pre-dates the villanelle and also uses only 2 rhymes. The earliest come from an 8-line song form with 2 lines of music that repeat-- line 1 as 4 & 7, and line 2 as 8, rhyming the rest in a characteristic pattern. The result is a sturdy little poem that makes its point thoughtfully, and less obsessively than the villanelle, perhaps because the generating couplet is unrhymed, and the lines don't need to be the same length, just able to be sung or spoken in the same amount of time. The first ones appear in weeks 55 & 57. Sometimes the poetic form, sans music, is called a triolet.

What’s a decima?

A decima is an early 10-line Spanish poetic form, with a distinct break after the first 4. It uses an 8-syllable line and has an unusual but characteristic rhyme scheme. It's also a 19th-century form of improvised Cuban song so I thought it would work well in this blog format. My first appear in weeks 66 & 69.

What’s a pantoum?

A Malaysian form from the 15th century-- how exotic! It's a series of quatrains, w/ lines 2 & 4 repeating as lines 1 & 3 in the next. The last quatrain also uses lines 1 & 3 from the first quatrain, with the first line ending the poem. So every line is used twice. My first one is week 95.

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