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Iron Poet, Round XI.

Oct 10, 2007 20:39

Welcome to the latest round of Iron Poet, the game where you give me three words and I give you a poem. This is an adaptation of a standard writer's workshop activity, and I do not claim the original concept. I just claim to enjoy doing it ( Read more... )

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Joan. cadhla November 13 2007, 19:50:01 UTC

(they called her Joan, you know...
once upon a time, they called her Joan...)

Joan of Arc sang absinthe-songs
In smoky backroom bars,
They cloaked the lights in green glass shades
So you couldn't see her scars,
And her voice was mad with prophecy,
And her eyes were full of flames,
And they say that once you heard her sing,
You'd never be the same, oh

Joan of Arc sang phoenix songs
And prayed to be released,
They paid her wage in copper coins
Once owned by the deceased,
And her lips were bright as burgundy,
And her fingers danced like flames,
And they say that once you heard her sing,
You'd never be the same, oh

In smoky bars with sawdust floors
        And out of tune pianos,
        She waged a thousand inner wars,
        The first Saint of Sopranos,
        The voices in her head were loud;
        She couldn't hear her own.
        They say she broke but never bowed,
        And once, they called her 'Joan'.

(build your nest of cinnamon;
the Phoenix claims her own...)Joan of Arc sang mourning songs ( ... )

Re: Joan. idancewithlife November 13 2007, 19:59:44 UTC

Oh, honey!! That is so awesome--thank you. She's my patron saint (middle name Jeanne), and she and I have been tangoing the past few months about my life myth. I asked for Joan of Arc specifically because "Modern Mystic" seemed to me to have a bit of a Joan feel, and I was so looking forward to seeing what you could do with her directly. You exceeded my most profound expectations--as you are want to do. Thank you again.

Re: Joan. djonn November 28 2007, 01:24:13 UTC

This gets an "ooooooo" of niftiness.

Query, though: do I correctly suspect that the "And her fingers danced..." line in the third verse (replicated from the second) is surplus and doesn't actually go there?

Re: Joan. bardling November 29 2007, 20:15:37 UTC

Looks likely.

I love the way you take a myth and give it a new form, a new angle...

Re: Joan. stakebait November 29 2007, 23:35:30 UTC

*shivers* Oh, I like this one.

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