The following rondeau is by Chris Bullard, who is in my "Rondeaus, Rondels, and Ballades" workshop at the West Chester Poetry Conference:
Inter regnum
The grass is green, its vigor so intense
And overwhelming that we blink against
That forces. Spring occurs, again. We have come
With eyes dimmed by the indoor tedium
And with ears muffled by the long silence,
But with hope we might receive recompense
From months of snow, in the benevolence
Of warm weather. Instead we shiver from
The grass so green.
So blessings may conceal old punishments
And growth give color to a new absence.
We're the subjects of an icy kingdom
Abating now, in this inter regnum,
To show that on the graves of our parents
The grass is green.
Bio: Chris Bullard is an administrative law judge from Collingswood, New Jersey.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Back from the Dead: the Rondeau Roundup!
Dear Readers:
The Rondeau Roundup is back!
I'm currently at the West Chester Poetry Conference on Form and Narrative, teaching a workshop on "Rondeaus, Rondels, and Ballades." It's an opportune time to declare this blog/magazine functional again!
I'll be posting poems from the Workshop and catching up on the mail that has been sent to this blog's e-mail account.
I apologize for the long delay--the roundup fell by wayside, but with the help of my West Chester workshop, I hope to post new examples of the form(s) this blog is dedicated to!
Blessings,
Allison Joseph, Rondeau Mistress
The Rondeau Roundup is back!
I'm currently at the West Chester Poetry Conference on Form and Narrative, teaching a workshop on "Rondeaus, Rondels, and Ballades." It's an opportune time to declare this blog/magazine functional again!
I'll be posting poems from the Workshop and catching up on the mail that has been sent to this blog's e-mail account.
I apologize for the long delay--the roundup fell by wayside, but with the help of my West Chester workshop, I hope to post new examples of the form(s) this blog is dedicated to!
Blessings,
Allison Joseph, Rondeau Mistress
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