L Milton Hankins Poet Rhyme

Rave Notice

Dark fingers rained a thousand captured chords
Ranging like restless fireflies under glass
Gathered notes in freakish trilling hordes
Offering the Danse Macabre pass.
Sensuous and delicate on the keys
Before the great unmoving cause
So arranged to haunt the sad demise
The pallor over pasted triplets falls.
Restive sighs are pierced by plunging swords
Of dissonance, the soul cannot appease
His thunderous triumph, ovation soon affords
The master well-deserved, if outlandish, fees.


["Rave Notice" first appeared in The Hoosier Challenger, 1968; written c. 1967, it was reprinted in The Lady in the Pink Hat, Candor Press, 1969.]

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Janice Canerdy April 8, 2021 at 6:20 AM Exceptional piece--a vivid blend of literal and figurative language! Janice L Milton Hankins April 8, 2021 at 9:05 AM Thanks so much, Janice. I appreciated your assessment...right on target, like you generally are!

Andrea Dietrich April 7, 2021 at 3:23 PM wow, it's an oldie but goodie!!! one to rave about! YES! L Milton Hankins April 7, 2021 at 3:28 PM Yup, I wrote this probably 50 years ago. But I like it, so I thought it was worth sharing with you Soupers. Thanks for your kind comment. I recently received a copy of my first chapbook (that I had lost) and I have been enjoying these old poems. I'll keep sharing them until someone says, "Enuff!"