Songs of the Gamelan

The shadow puppets

dance on the

timbre

of the songs

of the Gamelan.

Toe tapping rhythms

lance the light

amber

in a pendapa

of glass

where shadow puppets

absorb the resonance

of metal chambers

made of brass,

hostages

in the puppeteer's

grasp.




Poetry by melanie sue The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-10-10 at 21:02

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BiancaF01
Lovely
2026-03-20


Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
Dear Mel,

What a dark and menacing poem to announce your long overdue return to the Bay; I admire this piece of neo-gothic, magic lanternesque delight!

With best wishes,

Chris

PS I have truly missed you.
2017-10-11


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
The puppeteers who stand out of sight
manipulating the strings
Ken
2017-10-11