Melancholy of a Street

Giorgio de Chirico, Mystery and Melancholy of a Street

When a whispher of farewell is getting louder
and the smell of good-byes is starker
that is when you will feel it:
the melancholy of a street

You count your steps and stops
memorize the alleys and turns and slopes
plant in mind the smell seed of the air and the all town's treat: 
what a melancholic of the about-to-leave street!

*written for dversepoet and linked in poetry pantry #62


Rallentanda | August 7, 2011 at 1:39 PM

You convey an air of melancholia very convincingly Neni. I like the 'about to leave street' sentiment.
Terima kasih for visiting my blog:)

Claudia | August 7, 2011 at 2:11 PM

i also like the ..about-to-leave street...and the farewells getting loud..nice capture of the melancholy in the painting neni

Heaven | August 7, 2011 at 6:13 PM

The last line wrapped up this poem very nicely:

"what a melancholic of the about-to-leave street!"

Brian Miller | August 7, 2011 at 6:45 PM

nice...having moved around much i can appreciate the memorizing of streets of the place you are about to leave...nice take on the prompt...

Neni | August 7, 2011 at 10:16 PM

All: thanks a lot for stopping by and giving such nice comments.. :)

Natasha | August 8, 2011 at 12:23 AM

Having recently moved, I know this feeling all too well! Left a much loved street for a raging road way. You write helps me remember a better time.

Mark Kerstetter | August 8, 2011 at 12:32 AM

Arrivals and departures have that effect of sharpening the senses. It's cool to see the different responses to this painting. To some the girl is trapped, waiting or menaced. Here you show her still attached to the place she is leaving of her own volition.

Judie | August 8, 2011 at 7:10 AM

Thanks for the comment on my post. I am glad that I came to your blog today--your post had special meaning for me.

C Rose | August 8, 2011 at 10:18 AM

Lovely flow and rhyme, the bond with our city or environment weaved so nicely. ~ Rose

Jenny | August 14, 2011 at 6:29 AM

Beautiful cadence to this lovely work.

Judy Roney | August 21, 2011 at 9:46 PM

So true. The happenings in our lives changes the scenes we are in constantly.

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