by Gregory D. Rothbard
Entranced by Moby Dick on You Tube, this October afternoon
a grey cat is stalking string
around the living room, (he stealthy
pounces on it). Next door
guinea pigs sleep. "You got
a zoo." sort of. A square metal bird cage
holds a tweaked "love-bird", pecking a wooden rod.
"You got a zoo..." The Melville day
lapses from drops to waves. Grass,
weather-beaten, as Orson Welles' beard....
is stretched, ordered, pious above his wearied flock
"wide and high as an idea of heaven"
in which Melville turns his face like God upon exposed eyes,
|John Houston amused at the dialogue.|
to Sir Orson Welles. "In the First Movement
of my Ninth, think of it as if soldiers
going off to war first thing tomorrow,
in terms of other sermons. A Pastors Prayers,
heavenly hymns ." Sir Orson Welles
in a white oxford, worn with suspenders says,
"Let me read it for you."
Italics are words taken directly from the Poem. I had no other way to write it... I want to give credit where Credit is due.
What I have found by writing an Homage to A Man in Blue by Schulyer:
- One can never know how great a poem is until they attempt to write one in a similar style, one can easily remark: "Oh, that's nice dear!" Yet never truly understand how graceful the poet's rendering is.
- Schulyer is a master of comparing inside his apartment, and outside the world. He does it with such graceful strokes that you can not but admire it.
- I also think that his line length from 12-7-10 words creates a nice rhythm in which the reader is compelled to read further.
- Aspirations: TO be able to write with out the aid of great poets with such eloquence. Until then I hope you all like my attempt.
- I am not sure how well the coherency of my poem works for me, am I relating two unrelated things, or is there two poems- hmmm....
Enjoy the movie of Moby Dick direct by Sir John Houston in 1956.
watch it on You Tube:
Also I do not believe that Sir Orson Welles was knighted, but his movies are of such great passion that he should be. I also needed to keep the beat right Orson Welles is one beat short of Bruno Walter.
Next Week I will re-render a poem by Jack Spicer...Stay Tuned.