“Mångata”

One of the
celestial illuminous
organ that emits its own
light and is considered Earth’s
only natural satellite, is our beloved moon.
It’s glittery reflection on lofty waves of ocean
creates a sublime effect under the dark night sky,
something is bewitching with the orb of night, pleasing
panorama, emerging from horizon, sometime after the twilight,
shimmering moonlight falling into Earth’s crust, a delightful
exhilarating vantage point, that if anyone passes through the coastline,
it it obvious to easily get lured to gaze into that beautiful sight.

~an impromptu poem for #NaPoWriMo day 28

Prompt Day 28: Today’s prompt is to write a concrete poem. Like acrostic poems, concrete poems are a favorite for grade-school writing assignments, so this may not be your first time at the concrete-poem rodeo. In brief, a concrete poem is one in which the lines are shaped in a way that mimics the topic of the poem. For example, May Swenson’s poem “Women” mimics curves, reinforcing the poem’s references to motion, rocking horses, and even the shape of a woman’s body. George Starbuck’s “Sonnet in the Shape of a Potted Christmas Tree” is – you guessed it – a sonnet in the shape of a potted Christmas tree. Your concrete poem could be complexly-shaped, but relatively simple strategies can also be “concrete” —  like a poem involving a staircase where the length of the lines grows or shrinks over time, like an ascending (or descending) set of stairs. https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-eight-8/

Mångata is a sweet word from Swedish language which means reflection of moon light on water. Defined by the Glosbe Swedish-English dictionary as ‘the roadlike reflection of moonlight on water‘, this word refers to the long, glimmering reflection of the moon on a (usually large) body of water, which resembles a shining street or road.

Thus, using this beautiful term my concrete form of poetry has been done. Just like the reflection on waves of water creates a ravishing scene, whether in ocean or pond or any other water bodies, I used the description to create my poem and it was quite fun! Just a minor inconvenience due to the alignment of texts, but it is somewhat like the waves of ocean I suppose. Do let me know your thoughts on this.

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“dolce far niente”

Sweetness of doing nothing.
Meandering silence solely unrevealed…

Silence does not mean entering into oblivion.
Instead, creating zestful moments with gusto.

Spending pleasant, joyful time with yourself.
It is not the feeling of calling empty or vacant…

The void has its own resonating power, in emptiness.
It has a strong voice that travels around, echoed.

Idle but not grief-stricken, never weak to catch the voice.
Practically healthy, an affable soul-to-soul conversation.

To be specific, not to confuse with any Psychotic disorders.
Comforting self-talk, absolute reflection from the chaotic bustling life…

Feeling of ecstasy, enjoying blissful moments of solitude is perfectly defined as-
Sweetness of doing nothing.

~an impromptu poem for #NaPoWriMo day 27

Prompt Day 27: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a “duplex.” A “duplex” is a variation on the sonnet, developed by the poet Jericho Brown. Here’s one of his first “Duplex” poems, and here is a duplex written by the poet I.S. Jones. Like a typical sonnet, a duplex has fourteen lines. It’s organized into seven, two-line stanzas. The second line of the first stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the second stanza, the second line of the second stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the third stanza, and so on. The last line of the poem is the same as the first. https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-seven-8/

Dolce far niente is an Italian phrase, which means sweetness of doing nothing or pleasant relaxation in carefree idleness. In my poem I have talked about solitude, soul-to-soul connection and relishing blissful moments with oneself, which also implies to that of reflecting thought process. A quite and calm environment is all what one needs while relaxing. I understand most of us loves to live independently, enjoying alone and adore being with themselves more than spending time with others or having to talk in a group feels suffocating or something that sort of. And spending quality time with yourself feels most validate of all and I claim the same. I too love solitude and appreciate sweetness of doing nothing/ Dolce far niente! So this duplex poem is dedicated for all my sweetest dearest readers who love Dolce far niente <333

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