Debussy - Afternoon of a Fawn

DEBUSSY – AFTERNOON OF A FAWN

On the summer meadow
A creature so beautiful
Blending with nature’s wild inconstancy

In the quiet he can sense a kind of distant music
And, balancing on shaky legs, head cocked,
Listens

What heard?
What seen?

It is creation’s natural caesura
A rest even nature must take
Needing no thought, no struggle
Witness without witness

This all but in a charmed moment
When, with a sniff, and in a rapture of 
      playfulness.
He bounds off
To mingle with afternoon’s bountiful spread
Young
Free aware

Dave Austin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Deschler Avatar
July 24, 2015 at 11:18 PM
While reading this, I found myself in that meadow, watching this curious, young fawn... A very enjoyable and wonderful poem, Daver! Great writing!
Dietrich Avatar
July 22, 2015 at 11:52 PM
Yes, this is one I saw already and it's a beauty!!!
Peranteau Avatar
July 22, 2015 at 6:58 AM
My dear Impresario, and that you are dear poet, for, you have kindly brought to the many faithful readers of your's this talented Mr. Claude Debussy's inflamed passion's of nature and music ! I for one have been moved learning of Mr. Bussy's Orchestrata.....and this bard thanks you sir ! Have a wonderful week my friend....much love, james
Horsman Avatar
July 21, 2015 at 9:56 AM
love this, at one with nature and music, an awesome combination..
Fleming Avatar
July 19, 2015 at 1:32 PM
Beautifully done my friend! If i am not mistaken Debussy took the idea for his composition from the great poem of Stephane Mallarme: "The afternoon of a Faun". You have done credit to both great artists. I think they would have been most pleased! My respects! :) john
Austin Avatar
July 20, 2015 at 5:48 PM
Thanks, John. I didn't know the origin of Afternoon. The orchestral colors of Debussy and Ravel are among the wonders of all music. Love, daver
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