Saragun Verse: The Power of Rabble Part Two

i

A vainglorious voice called from above

“Tell me boys, what’s so good about love?

It agonizes defames and neutralizes

The best it can do is tell little white lies-us”

ii

The billigits knew the voice and origin

‘t was of the Witch apprentice Eira Borgia

Who’d recently split with a sorry young man

Whom she turned into a Toad named Stan

iii

“our dearest eira your voice like a lyre

there is no one as gentle as you are-uh”

said the third billigit from the left

“and yet your sorrow tis a feather when put against your ire’s heft.”

iv

“Flatter me not words ungainly

For I have called upon you boys plainly.

Cull the wisdom from your orgone booth

And use it to find me a charming rube!”

(end part two)

10 thoughts on “Saragun Verse: The Power of Rabble Part Two

  1. honestlyb3ba694067's avatar honestlyb3ba694067 says:

    Somehow an uplift for depressives everywhere. Funnily enough, I knew a Borgia-like woman in Wales some 50 years ago & her first name, a common one in Wales, was Eira, meaning snow. A chilly – & salutary – reminder. Such fine stuff, as always, Leila.

    Geraint

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  2. Hi Geraint

    Excellent pick up. When she came up in a previous story I wanted her name to be Snow in Welsh because she is a Welsh Witch Apprentice. Had to Google that, fully expecting to see a series of consonants heavy on double d’s and w’s.

    Thank you for dropping by

    Leila

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  3. mickbloor3's avatar mickbloor3 says:

    ‘…your sorrow tis a feather put against your ire’s heft’ is a very fine line. And ‘ire’s heft’ is very fine term I intend to copy.

    Had to google ‘rube,’ I think the Scottish equivalent would be ‘teuchter’ (rhymes with ‘conductor’). A wise choice of mate – hard workers.

    Further interpretation is problematic at this point, due to the absence of Guernsey cows. But I expect that third billigit from the left to go far.

    mick

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  4. DWB's avatar DWB says:

    LA

    I love this section of the poem. It’s filled with fabulous lines, rhymes, phrases, word choices.

    The human truth it tells is the essence of SIMPLICITY and what people like Bukowski and Hemingway meant when they made a call (and a plea) for Simplicity in writing. Because the best simplicity goes beyond being simple, straight into being profound (like the Bible stories, greatest compilation and anthology of all time).

    Tolstoy said, “The greatest tragedy is the tragedy of the bedroom.” And this was a man who had seen much of war in his day. And he was a man who died at the age of 82 while running away and trying to escape his wife – at last! The freedom was so close he could almost taste it – and then he died.

    So the subject of love is eternal. Even for those who (like me) thought they had permanently walked away from it all, six years ago (and gradually before that).

    When the subject of love stops existing, humans will have stopped existing, too.

    It’s love, in all its forms, that makes us most human. When we give up romantic love for whatever reason, we almost instantly become more imaginative, and more spiritual. Because we are transferring what went outward, inward.

    It’s why Bob Dylan’s album Blood on the Tracks is now and will always be his most popular album. Nowhere else does he get so close to the pain and humor of it all. This section of the poem exists in that same realm.

    And the wonderful melding and blending in this poem of irony, humor, and sincerity is simply awesome, in the best senses of that word, because it’s completely unique.

    DB

    PS

    This section also has a great cliffhanger, can’t wait to see what happens next!

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    • Hi DWB

      Thank you. In my mind Romance cycles through horror, mystery, tragedy and always closes as a comedy. We keep on falling for it over and over because it is the hunt for an impissible thing, no matter how low the standard may be, that attracts us. As romantics human beings are as strangely dangerous as the North Korean nuclear program. It is a very bad idea in which the only possible good news is no news at all.
      Thanks again for your generous thoughts.
      Leila

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  5. chrisja70778e85b8abd's avatar chrisja70778e85b8abd says:

    Hi Leila

    The intoxicants of love and vain glory can sometimes lie in the same bed.

    I like “And use it to find me a charming rube!”

    Christopher

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