Sunday, 10 June 2012

Icarus skywriting # 15

Mandolin wind
I was sent this song and I just had to post it because its superb but also because I have been writing songs again and I am very much getting into the underlying currents in the wordplay. But also I am hoping that after the next 2 weeks of University stuff oop north I will get a free run at writing and even recording which I have started but have yet to really develop. But that's just a wistful sigh I deliver, from time to time. Its Sunday, and wet and raining and summer feels so far away. But oh, I was also sent another Icarus poem and there is some symmetry between that and this song, enjoy...

Muriel Rukeyser (1973)

He said he would be back and we'd drink wine together
He said that everything would be better than before
He said we were on the edge of a new relation
He said he would never again cringe before his father
He said that he was going to invent full-time
He said he loved me that going into me
He said was going into the world and the sky
He said all the buckles were very firm
He said the wax was the best wax
He said Wait for me here on the beach
He said Just don't cry

I remember the gulls and the waves
I remember the islands going dark on the sea
I remember the girls laughing,
I remember they said he only wanted to get away from me
I remember mother saying:  Inventors are like poets, a trashy lot
I remember she told me those who try out inventions are worse
I remember she added: Women who love such are the worst of all

I have been waiting all day, or perhaps longer.
I would have liked to try those wings myself.
It would have been better than this.