Clair de Lune
Even moonlight should
be as simple as possible
and no simpler.
The prompt for Day 4 blew me away with its simplicity! Write a lune. A what? A poem about a large diving duck? Turns out a lune is something like a haiku, but even shorter: three lines with a 3, 5, 3 word pattern. Shorter than a haiku? My God, how can this volcano stifle her flow of energy into a mere cough of a poem?
And then Erato smashed through my window, scattering double-glazed glass shards all over the floor.
“I’m not cleaning that up,” I told her.
Erato set her lyre next to me on the black leather couch and touched my forehead with her perfectly manicured and golden ringed fingers. Suddenly, simultaneously I heard Albert Einstein’s quote about propositions, accompanied by the Debussyian ripple of D-flat major’s 6 flats (click here), and saw the score of Monsieur D’s most famous piece illuminated by moonlight. The result is the lune you have just read.
Photo of the moon by the author.
Clair de Lune score courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.