I’ve chosen a previously published poem from 2012 in response to my prompt for Writer’s 4th Wednesday over at The Bardo Group. Music lends itself to allegory.
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Calando
Life lived in a minor key
incomplete
(not empty)
waiting for the final chord.
You walked alone
and yet the song you sang
(gentle, haunting)
lingers.
Dolce, my sweet friend
dolente, largo,
until alone, as you lived,
calando.
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Using musical notation, this brief poem is about a loved one who suffered from agoraphobia. She died a few years back from cancer. Many have commented on her life as wasted. I chose to believe she had her own symphony to compose, and it was full of a gentle, generous beauty.
Dolce-gently
Dolente-sad
Largo-slow
Calando-dying away
Agoraphobia is literally translated as fear of crowds. It is a type of social anxiety disorder.
Calando–published in my poetry collection, Jacaranda Rain.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 