The spiraling flights right into the sky
(original form of 15th century rondeau cinquain)
19 April 2016
The spiraling flights right into the sky
The wuthering heights, the children that fly
The sweltering rain, the dark clouds that weep
The simmering pain, the angels that keep
Farewell into lights the soul that flies high
The thunderous nights of hearts that deny
The weakening plights of stories that try
The innocence slain downward paths too steep
The spiraling flights right into the sky
The wuthering heights, the children that fly
The sweltering rain, the dark clouds that weep
The unearthly sights of the Gods that cry
The unwritten rights the rumbling outcry
The darkening stain of the flows that seep
The memories that wane though stirrings run deep
Dry foreboding writes the shrill and the wry
The spiraling flights right into the sky
The wuthering heights, the children that fly
The sweltering rain, the dark clouds that weep
The simmering pain, the angels that keep
Farewell into lights the soul that flies high
Reading of the poem:
The spiraling flights
Modern form of the rondeau (15 lines with “Rentrement” at 9th and 15th lines)
19 April 2016
The spiraling flights right into the sky
The wuthering heights, the children that fly
The sweltering rain, the dark clouds that weep
The simmering pain, the angels that keep
Farewell into lights the soul that flies high
The thunderous nights of hearts that deny
The weakening plights of stories that try
The innocence slain downward paths too steep
The spiraling flights
The unearthly sights of the Gods that cry
The unwritten rights the rumbling outcry
The darkening stain of the flows that seep
The memories that wane though stirrings run deep
Dry foreboding writes the shrill and the wry
The spiraling flights
Reading of the poem:
The pain of separation (The longing)
Only Breath – Rumi
The Longing – The Truth of the friend, Rumi