UNCOMMON POETIC FORMS
Great Drops of Dew
A glosa based on the first four lines of D.H.Lawrence’s ”a ship of death”
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3 min readAug 9, 2021
“Now it is autumn and the falling fruit
And the long journey towards oblivion.
The apples falling like great drops of dew
To bruise themselves an exit from themselves.”
(D.H.Lawrence “The Ship Of Death”)
Too heavy to retain this tender pain
seeds fill the core the stem it holds no more.
The tree relieved a bounce restores its reach
with fluttering of leaves a fruit lets go.
This summers girth and fullness falters fast
soon offspring will be ready for their trials.
Thump they fall on the fecund pedolith.
Sown and left behind future falls forward.
A cold wind blows through fast thinning branches.
“Now it is autumn and the falling fruit”
Too ready to give up this rotting flesh
with quietus that falls upon us all,
We sail on…
