Entend2u
Oct 05, 2022
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoem Of The Week Contest October 2nd to October 8th 2022

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IF You Knew Her You Would Know (Maestro Moon)

If you knew her you would know
The moon that played her in its light
Made cello ripe and fecund
And the timbre, mellow in response,
Gave birth to this, her plaintive tune,
That she's an instrument of the maestro's touch
But not her own.

So robbed of the harmony between her strings
She props herself on one long spike
Between his legs and lets him play
Instead of playing on her strings
Her own melodic sweet refrain.

How powerful the player is
And how weak the instrument of his desire
When she can only sit and wait
Until his fingers play her strings
And his bow slides tunefully
Building note on note on note in turn
He makes her bow to his own tune
Like a cello playing second fiddle to the moon.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: My inspiration for this poem is a lady who had been a member of the Rev. Sun Myung Moon's Unification Church. She had been married to a man selected for her by the Church. She has three children whom she loves but is now divorced. However, she still seems to be living under the dual yoke of her ex husband and the Church. Try as she might, she could not truly free herself mentally from either of them even though she has completely changed her life and now lives in another country.

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: England

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Comments

Geezer

likening of her to the cello and I understand the metaphor. She has no will of her own. She may have divorced herself from him, but she has not been able to "completely change her life". She needs to become a different sort of instrument! Perhaps
a set of bagpipes, with a set rhythm, but discordant notes that she gets to control. I like the piece and your concern for her
well-being showing through. A nice piece. ~ Geezer.
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Lavender

Hello!
Beautiful. I love the choice of instruments, a cello. Even among other stringed instruments, it has such a deep, pensive sound of its own. I can hear his version of music - fast and loud without spirit. And then her music - delicate and soulful, freeing. Both versions though, filled with discontent. So beautiful.
Thank you,
Lavender

Jackweb

I like the way you clothed all with metaphor! That's a brilliant one.
Beautiful!!
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