Sunday, January 7, 2018











A SHORT MESSAGE TO MR. BEETHOVEN

Re: Moonlight Sonata


I am naked
Shivering in cold night
Seeking vestments to hide 
these ugly bruises
Exposed 
By your aggressive moonlight
Beaming 
From its darkness
Touching mine
How did you compose
The sounds of my sadness
Could you not hear me cry

Like a masochist 
I am compelled
To repeat, repeat
The melodic hurt that brings pleasure
Because beauty is mystery
Its intention so vast
We cannot perceive it's depth
Nor its cause, or fullest effect

I will listen 
Again, again
Though your sonata
Is like a rose with thorns
I am grateful




The Immortal Beloved (German "Unsterbliche Geliebte") is the mysterious addressee[1] of a love letter which composer Ludwig van Beethoven wrote on 6–7 July 1812 in Teplitz. The entire letter is written on 10 small pages, in Beethoven's rather inconsistent handwriting.[2][3]
 
(For Poets United.)



17 comments:

  1. I saw myself in these words and understand the gratitude for the rose with thorns.

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  2. The contrast between the music and the pain of being naked for the Moon’s eye is stark. I think of winter and how blue the moon can be.

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  3. Luv the mastery of this great musician expressed in your poem. So compelling

    "am compelled
    To repeat, repeat The melodic hurt that brings pleasure
    Because beauty is mystery"

    Happy New Year. Thanks for dropping in on my Sunday Standard today

    Muchđź’–love

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  4. Grateful, for the power of beauty that stings....I so know the feeling. Music always touches my deepest heart. Beautiful, Myrna.

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  5. Really a moving write, Myrna!

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  6. Mystical and magical. I suspect he would be very grateful to read this.

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  7. This is beautiful, Myrna. It really speaks to me. Wonderful writing.

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  8. Aggressive moonlight and melodic hurt.. just wonderfully written.

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  9. Such an emotive poem..each word so carefully chosen and conveyed such feeling

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  10. As a lover of Beethoven's music, I was drawn to your poem. I wrote a piece of flash fiction, which was recently published in an anthology, about Ludwig's Friday Morning, whereas your beautiful poem is about aggressive moonlight! I especially like the lines:
    'How did you compose
    The sounds of my sadness'
    and
    'The melodic hurt that brings pleasure
    Because beauty is mystery'.

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  11. This is incredibly evocative, Myrna! Your words touch deeply and bring to surface emotions which I didn't realize were there.

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  12. The right music, like the right words, can lay our souls bare.

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  13. So beautiful!!! Your words are like the music.

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  14. You echoed the sentiments of the music, lovely!

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  15. Music has the ability to touch our senses, our life and our world. May there always be music that makes us feel both the thorns and beauty of rose.

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  16. I feel the passion you wrote the poem with, and deep music accompanying it. Very moving poem.

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