Gnats perform a ghostly slow gavotte,
gathering like clouds in shafts of light,
weaving, willowing wisps of curling smoke,
drifting upwards and into the night:
gathering, merging and dissipating,
solemnly they join the twilight dance,
fickle vampires flirting, mating,
malign miasma of the Renaissance.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
A swarm of gnats. Photograph: Martin Siepmann/Alamy found on http://www.guardian.com
This evening I am hosting the dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille, for which I have asked poets to write a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting the title) which includes the word ghost.
Love the alliteration, and I do appreciate the beauty of this poem so much, despite the subject of gnats that can be such a nuisance.. the alliteration and the rhymes add so much…
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They are beautiful but also nasty little pests!
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What an image…clouds in shafts of light!
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Thank you! You have conjured up some beautiful images too!
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I like the idea of them ‘drifting upwards into the night’. Gives them a sort of dignity.
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Gnats can be a nuisance. I can see how they might appear ghostly in a certain light. They probably serve some value, however. I remember stopping once at a remote park in northern Wisconsin to see Lake Michigan and many of them settled on the warm car. That was my most recent experience with them. I assume they were gnats.
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My goodness this is absolutely awe-inspiring verse, Kim 😀 sigh.. “weaving, willowing wisps of curling smoke, drifting upwards and into the night” oh yes! ❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa! I’ve just come back to my laptop and there are more poems! I’ll look out for yours. xx
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A grand quadrille fluttering to a gavotte. Your rhythms & alliteration shore up the brevity for sure. I could see, while reading this, the swarming gnats forming images of famous people.
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Glenn: hoping you read this reply here….I clicked on your Mr Linky and it comes up as unknown page???
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Thank you, Glenn. I haven’t had a chance to look at yours yet but Lillian mentioned a problem with the link – just as I typed that, Bjorn posted that he has corrected the link – I’m off to read!
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A malign miasma for sure. Nicely drawn word picture!
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Thank you, Bev!
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Oh, read it once and then again aloud. LOVE the sounds in this….and the idea of that swarm of gnats — vampires dancing a gavotte! So MUCH I love about this one! Sometimes we used to call gnats “no-see-ums.” Fits right in with ghostly theme 🙂 GREAT word! So nice to see you back, Kim.
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Thank you, Lillian – it’s great to be back – I’ve missed you all. I’ve never heard of ‘no-see-ums’ but I like it!
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Great imagery! Bring back memories of being in a swarm of gnats I couldn’t even see. 🙂
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Thanks!
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It’s lovely – the formal structure and tone really contrast with the subject matter. It works so well.
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Thank you, Sarah!
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Well! That first line is great…. just sucks you straight into this poem which is quite beautiful
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Thank you kindly! 🙂
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Fun alterations in this one. And I’m plagued with gnats right now also – I think they’re in the potted basil I bought at Waitrose. So annoying.
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Gnats in potted basil – and from Waitrose! Isn’t it a bit cold for gnats or have they become ultra-resilient?
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I reckon they’re in the potting soil, and as soon as they feel warm arm — bzzzzzz, they come alive. I have half a mind to tell Waitrose that their herbs are buggy!
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I dare you!
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I sent them a Tweet last night, and they kindly replied this morning suggesting that I return it for a replacement. I love Waitrose.
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Such beauty and elegance given to those annoying “no see ’ems”. You created this prompt so it is only natural you aced this. I’ll never look at gnats the same way again.
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I wonder what’s in store for us tomorrow in Poetics – it’s Valentine’s day. I’ll be joining in late as I have an online chat between 7 and 9 our time.
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I don’t know. all I know is I’m doing pan roasted fingerling potatoes and asparagus with white wine and lemon drizzle along with some freshly grated parmesan. That’s my story and I am sticking to it.
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That sounds delicious! It’s time for bed and now I’m thinking about food!
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I haven’t seen a swarm of gnats before ~ The verses move like a twilight dance ~ Lillian sent the prompt earlier on – its about Happy Hearts Day ~
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I’ve just found it in my emails – I must have moved it into my dVerse folder while I was away – if I do something on my Kindle, I often forget! I have written a short poem for it – a bit dark but definitely a valentine’s poem.
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Gavotte – I like that. Well done and thanks for a great prompt!
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Thank you for reading, Crystal, and for joining in. I’m not long up so I’ll go and read yours now.
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Love the imagery in this. Good take on the prompt.
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Thank you!
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drifting upwards and into the night:
solemnly they join the twilight dance,
It would be such a privilege to see lighted movements of ‘specks of dust’ in the night. Very realistically expressed of a spectacle unique in occurrence, Kim!
Hank
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Thank you, Hank!
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You have made a swirl of gnats so dignified 🙂 we (I) tend to shudder when confronted by clouds of insects but there is room for wonder which you managed to channel.
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Thank you, Janice!
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This could be sung. Nicely done.
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Thank you!
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You’ve elevated gnats to a whole new level, Kim…sublime!
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😊
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Excellent!
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Cheers!
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a dark beauty your poem, dear Kim and thank you very much for your great idea of a quadrille with a ghost. Sending you many greetings from Germany, Yours Karfunkelfee
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Wonderful alteration and rhyme for a Gnat dance…makes me think of clouds of midges….not a happy thought 😉
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No, beautiful but itchy.
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i love how you always pull the reader into the atmosphere with your descriptive language. you are such a poetic talent!
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Thank you – you are so kind!
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Very visual words!
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Delightful poem about tiny nuisances!
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Beautiful poem, Kim–though I do feel like I need to swat around above my head. 🙂
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😱
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I’m not a fan on gnat swarms, but I like your poem. I particularly love your use of the word “gavotte.” I think the only place I’ve ever heard it before is in the song “You’re So Vain” by Carly Simon.
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Thank you, Linda! Now I have to listen to that song!
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Very nice use of alliteration in this, Kim, but I must confess those gnats kind of gave me the creepy crawlies.
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Thank you, Victoria. Yes, gnats make me itch but they do look lovely. I think insects are strangely beautiful.
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I agree. Beauty in all of creation.
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