Fall-ing: dVerse Poetics


Today I had the pleasure of hosting dVerse Poetics. The prompt asked that we write a Pop Art poem. One characteristic of this school of art is to see art everywhere. I delight in displays of produce in supermarkets and farmer’s markets. A photo my husband took at a local farmer’s market served at the source of my inspiration:

Photo: David Slotto

Fall-
ing

Tonight
sluggish cricket songs
falter,
wail a mournful tune,
announce
the demise of summer.

Tomorrow
season’s final farmers’ market,
offerings
scant, I fear,
squash
green, yellow, orange.

Yesterday
summer ecstasy
shouting
“taste my intensity,”
flaunting
colors of an artist’s palette.

I hope you will stop by the Pub and enjoy a drink and some fine poetry: http://dversepoets.com

Please Note: It is my intention to visit everyone who submits a poem to this prompt. If you use blogger, I will need to direct you to my defunct Google blog and will include a link to WordPress since blogger is not accepting my comments. Just a reminder of why I switched to WordPress. Arrrgh!

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30 thoughts on “Fall-ing: dVerse Poetics

  1. Jamie Dedes says:

    I’m smiling. I love the “taste my intensity” … enjoy the artfulness of both poem and pic … You guys are a good team.

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  2. Perfect title to a perfect image of a beautiful summer and its memories that will last forever…..

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  3. Steve King says:

    I enjoyed this short, colorful piece. Melding the fruits of the earth with pop culture design. Very imaginative construction.

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  4. Lydia says:

    What a marvelous image, and the perfect poem for it. Ideal for your terrific prompt. (The Audrey Hepburn image that you were unable to see at my post is at the artist’s site here.

    I’m sorry you had trouble with blogger, but glad you linked to that defunct account for this because I was so delighted to read that you live in Reno! Reno is my hometown, where I was born and lived the first 24 years of my life before moving to Oregon. We never had farmer’s markets back in the days when I lived there, so this whole post was all the more interesting to me! I posted an old poem about the area recently; if you would like to read the poem <a href="http://writerquake.blogspot.com/2011/09/thinking-of-reno-my-hometown.html"<click!

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  5. Very good prompt. I truly like your husbands photo and your write. I am just a prude about cold weather. Guess I will just have to snuggle more this year. Out with the old and in with the new and probably a lot healthier times these last few decades. Thanks for the read.

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  6. Beth says:

    Ah, the bittersweet effect of the change of season. We didn’t have much of a farmer’s market at all this year. The drought forced us to shop for supermarket options instead. Beautifully written.

    *rose* Beth

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  7. wolfsrosebud says:

    words pack a punch

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  8. manicddaily says:

    Lovely simplicity and color.

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  9. Morning says:

    simple words speak great messages,

    loved your prompt, linked in one slightly unrelated or somewhat related.

    Happy Sunday.

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  10. Heaven says:

    the pictures and words are lovely specially these lines

    summer ecstasy
    shouting
    “taste my intensity,”

    This is a hard prompt for me as well. Well I tried to post one.. thanks for hosting ~

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  11. Sweet, simple and pure loveliness.

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  12. leah says:

    Great picture, this poem had a perfect flow to it.

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  13. tinkwelborn says:

    the title is a well-header/hitter.…seasonal and change and desire.
    the present is set up with momentum change (sluggish cricket songs faltering) mixed with lachrymal sorrow for the loss of a past yen…’mournful’ and ‘demise’…
    mañana contains fear of ‘scantness’…the loss of an intense color-love.
    .
    Nice. I can feel it. I can sense it. and I like it.
    Thank you.

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  14. ***** – five star…!!!
    Izzy xoxox

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  15. I loved your prompt and its wonderful to have you back blogging. Great photo and poem, finding the painterly interest anywhere bright colors lure. There’s a great book by the artist David Batchelor called Chromophobia that talks about western culture’s fear of bright color (and the cosmetic) and ties it into issues of social justice. It’s an excellent read.

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  16. Mama Zen says:

    This is perfect!

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  17. becca givens says:

    What a visual imagery you have created ~~ I missed not having Farmer’s Market gifts this summer due to our drought! Thank you for sharing!

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  18. Loved the picture, loved the poem, a super combination. Excellent job.

    http://henryclemmons.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/pop-art/

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  19. The stanza about yesterday is my favorite, but this was delightful to read, full of change and turning 🙂

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  20. Mary says:

    Oh lord, the last of the farmers’ markets? I think that our farmers markets may go a bit longer here. I hope so. I am sorry you have trouble with Blogger. I hope you will try once again. Thanks for the interesting prompt!

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  21. C Rose says:

    loved the image…really speaks to the prompt, your words create a true taste to it. ~ Rose

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  22. Okay, now I feel bad that I didn’t get out to the farmers’ market this morning. I think there are only two more weeks of it here in my little burb. Next week for sure, though I fear, too, that the offerings will not be what summer provided. Peace, Linda

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  23. hedgewitch says:

    This was an ultra hard prompt for me, Victoria, because I’ve never been very taken with Pop Art–but as always. the hardest ones where you have to work to find something to say, usually seem to make you write what you would never have thought of otherwise–so I enjoyed it much. Your poem is alive with the feel of fall, transition, memories and anticipations, all in the context of an artist’s eye for color. Thanks for hosting today.

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  24. brian says:

    nice…love going to the farmers market…not just the food but the people there…summer passes, but her taste lingers…particularly summer tomatoes…yum….

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  25. Brendan says:

    What do they call it – found art? The sense that Paradise is anywhere we choose to look, and reveals itself most in the incidental. A wonderful harvest here …

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  26. jenneandrews says:

    This is a terrific prompt, even though I’m not a pop art fan– I’m posting a link to my brother’s Marilyn and Morrison studies though my poem’s an elegy to pop’s king and his artless demise. I love your poem– yes, we are heading into squash season— xxxj

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  27. claudia says:

    wonderful prompt victoria and wonderful poem as well….art is everywhere and we just need to walk life with open eyes to see it…so true…and…i’m getting hungry and want some fresh fruit now…smiles

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