”Summer Evening” by: Edward Hopper
moth ‘n junebug
what’s with all this buzzin’ chatter
you’re bumpin’ and thumpin’ and all a’clatter
frettin’ with the frontporch light
steamin’ on this humid June night
such racket over a minor matter
while here below you
my heart breaks in silence
rob kistner © 2019
Hi! I’m Edgrrr, rob’s shih tzu.
I do love the rhymes which makes a great contrast to the heart-stop matter in the last couplet even better.
Glad this had impact for you Björn. I was using the contrast in tenor hoping for the “punch in the gut”
The hidden dialogue that so often is never spoken. Hey Rob, I used a Joni Mitchell in my quadrille today also.
Bery cool Lisa, I
Ove me some Joni!
A real rock n roll gig, well done. 🙂
Thank you Crystal!
Great fun, with a clever twist. Were you a guitarist in your rock days? I figured you would ace this one. I love me some Joni 24/7. Did you see Martin Scorsese’s rolling thunder revue ON NETFLIX? Bob Dylan’s tour. Joni joined it midway.
I played alembic bass, melatron, timbales/djembe/conga and was the lead singer. Glad you liked this Glenn. I have not seen Rolling Thunder I do believe – but I will! Come check my other Quadrille about “Playin’ de’Blues”.
Wow Rob. That last couplet changed everything.
Glad that worked for you. Shovk was my gosl!
Loved the closing lines. Nicely written quadrille. 🙂
Thank you Arcadia!
Love your nostalgic look at star-crossed relationships frettin on the back porch! Great job Rob!
That was me Dwight, and I would bet likely you as well.
I so enjoy your poetry and this one feels lyrical as it rolls off my tongue.
Thank you True, very much.
Love the couplet at the end – all is jimmer jammer until then.
Well I intended it to zapp! I am glad it did Toni!
Great frettin’ here, Rob!
Thank you Lynn!
Your Moth ‘n Junebug chatter has a Joni feel to it, Rob, and thank you for the treat of a Joni track on a Tuesday morning! Your quadrille is full of sounds and I especially love the lines:
‘frettin’ with the frontporch light
steamin’ on this humid June night’
and the contrast of the silent heart breaking in the final line.
I remember those porch lights Kim, and huge moths, and Junebugs, and those clothes, and those intimate porch tslks that ended in the dark, if they ended well!
Nice contrast between the clatter and the silence of the breaking heart.
I was going for that “punch in the gut” change of tone Jane!
Oh, all the feels! Lovely!
Thank you Alexandra!
Oh my….well, a couple of things. Every single time I open your blog on dVerse, your photo on the right pops into view and makes me smile. I should have told you that a long time ago….it is such a friendly portrait of you!
This piece….oh yes the moths and junebugs clattering around the porch light in comparison to the heartbreak of silence…good juxtaposition.
And oh how this reminds me of those June bugs clattering/clicking on my bedroom screens in my youth! I hated them! Ugly things too in addition to being a noisy nuisance right at my bedtime!
Thank you Lillian for the very kind words, 🙂 and for sharing that wonderfully familiar, but understandably unpleasant memory. Yes, having grown up in Cincinnati, Ohio, those truly ugly, and clumsy Junebugs were pests all summer – especially hot humid nights. More than once I had to shooo them outta my hair.
You’ve caught a moment, like the painting and song (I’m listening to Joni right now “Help Me”–also appropriate)
I though of help me, but felt it was just a bit too bouncy Kerfe. There were some beautiful early works, “Blue” for example. I like the more lilting somber essence of nothing can be done – and the constant repetition of the title phrase is so forlorn.
Wow! So light, and then WHAM!
Punch to the gut poetry Ken…