A Ghazal for Midwinter

Hi Friends,
This edition of windowonwords.com is the first in a series of poetic nerdiness. In an attempt to improve my writing skills, I am taking on more formal compositions of different types of poetry. It’s sort of like you all get to watch me do a 10-mile training run before the official half-marathon begins, only I hope it’s a lot more entertaining than watching me run 10 miles.

Anyhow, the first experiment I’m trying is a ghazal. A ghazal (not a gazelle) is a form of poetry common in Arabic and Hindu poetry, and often deals with longing. It has a strict form and requires the poet to “sign” her name in the next to last line. For a more comprehensive explanation of this ancient form, check out http://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/2013/10/07/ghazal-poetry/ .

A Ghazal for Midwinter
by Julie Sumner

Where are you hiding under this wide, grey-hued sky?
Wild geese keep your secret–they own this rough-hewn sky.

Do you despair of finding one of your own kind?
Dirt cannot hold such grief–it flies, meets blue-mooned sky.

Are you teetering on the verge of extinction?
Last of a breed, red feathers in a wind-strewn sky.

Have you forgotten how to build yourself a nest?
No stops for rest on your endless flight of blue sky.

Return from your migration, Julie, remember:
Everything blooms under white sunlight and June sky.

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