"She walks on eggshells" - a Poetry Sister post

[kellyrfineman]

When we were deciding on our themes for this year, I tossed out a poem in the style of George Gordon, Lord Byron's "She walks in beauty", which begins "She walks in beauty, like the night". You can read the original here. It's a short poem - three stanzas of six lines each - and was allegedly written after Byron attended a party and met his cousin

Comments

[ext_3179592]

I love this, from the unexpected opening of "eggshells" to the double meaning of the ending "cannot be divined." Plus, you've done it all with precise meter and imagery. Well done!

[kellyrfineman]

Thanks!

[ext_858379]

Nice! I love how you've give us more to the story... and wow, that meter and rhyme! No easy feat. Thank you for sharing!

[kellyrfineman]

I love working with form and rhyme - the challenge makes it fun!

[lpsalas]

Spot on with imagery and meter. And

And now he’s published something new
    that raves about her peaceful mind,
her innocence. He has no clue

those are my favorite three lines. The exasperation feels so...natural somehow. Love it!

[kellyrfineman]

Can't you just picture it, though?

I imagine her side-eye...

[ext_709338]

...serenely dressed in black, who knows what goes on behind that alabaster forehead.

Re: I imagine her side-eye...

[kellyrfineman]

The thing is, black is for deep mourning, and she wouldn't have been at parties at that point. So I picture her in one of the less-deep mourning colors, somehow.

Walks in beauty

[ext_2814700]

I thought it was interesting this came up since I've been humming to myself all week the Walking On Sunshine song.
I like this project and think all of the poetry sisters have done a great job with it.

Re: Walks in beauty

[kellyrfineman]

Walk on!