The evening gathers slowly at the pane,
as if the dark were learning how to grieve;
one note rises, trembling through the rain,
and asks the heart what it cannot believe.
The silence follows–faithful as a prayer–
then breaks against the ceiling, white with pain,
I hear your absence breathing in the air,
a wound that keeps unfolding like a vein.
And higher still the music dares to climb,
until it seems the heavens cannot bear,
the weight of all we have surrendered here–
our vanished hours, our bodies, and our time.
Then everything falls quiet. Even light
kneels at the threshold of the coming night.
Photo credits: Pinterest
An Italian sonnet describing the music in words for Kim’s prompt ❤
Posted for Poetics “Adagio for Strings,” @dVerse Poets Pub
24 Responses
Sanaa, I really enjoyed your light metaphor and use of it in this wonder poem!
Thank you so much, Cara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
oh good lord i cant even.
wow
perfect
i dont think i could withstand actually meeting you
here is a bowl full of my tears
Thank you so much, Eric 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
“Even light
kneels at the threshold of the coming night”
Absolutely wonderful, Bravo Sanaa
Thanks for dropping by my blog
Much love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Oh, Sanaa, this is a stunning sonnet. I love the way it speeds up and slows down, the evening gathering ‘slowly at the pane, as if the dark were learning how to grieve’, and then the one note ‘trembling through the rain’.
And the way it comes full circle with the rhyming couplet!
Thank you so much, my dearest Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Beautifully evocative!
And higher still the music dares to climb,
until it seems the heavens cannot bear,
the weight of all we have surrendered here–
our vanished hours, our bodies, and our time.
Thank you so much, Reena 😀 so glad the imagery appealed to you 💄❤️
An image wonderfully portrayed – full of tension, atmosphere and affairs of the heart – Jae
Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
This might be one of the best sonnets about grief I’ve ever read. Hats off!
Thank you so much, Jay 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Wowza, Sanaa…you adeptly carried the tune with your rhymes and timing!
Thank you so much, Lynn 😀 so glad the poem spoke to you 💄❤️
Sanaa, I feel these stanzas are just the tips of very large icebergs beneath the surface. I love how your passion is contained and intensified within them.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
A solemnity for a lover, this aches and grieves and is so beautiful Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Paul 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Exquisite poetry, dear Sanaa, one that moves and breathes as gloriously as the music.
Thank you so much, Dora 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
ah, such a beautiful write, Sanaa. 🙂 It was lovely to read.
Thank you so much, Imelda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️