Detonate | Teen Ink


October 26, 2009
By Descant GOLD, Huntington Beach, California
Descant GOLD, Huntington Beach, California
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Favorite Quote:
"A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened" –Albert Camus

Shaking, burning,
Stand before the eyes of hundreds.
Shaking, burning,
The first notes from out your flesh will
Hiss like fuses until your chest
Swell, throat swell, heart swell, song swell and
Burst on all the hundreds. Leave them
Shaking, burning.

The author's comments:
I wrote the above as self-therapy, in response to my anxiety over being considered for a solo in one of the songs my high school chorus is performing. Of course, the poem much more grandiose than what the real situation would have been had I not panicked in the final round of auditions, but hyperbolic metaphor is the only proper way to express strong feelings.

This is a very modified rondelet. I've ignored rhyme and inserted an extra line before the final refrain, but it does follow the appropriate syllabic pattern (aside from the fact that there's an extra line). I rewrote a version that strictly follows the form, but it just doesn't have quite the force of the original.

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on Feb. 5 2011 at 7:32 am
Imaginedangerous PLATINUM, Riverton, Utah
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You're right. This version is better. I like it.