Found! Poésie trouvée (Part 6).

I have touched upon, in earlier posts, the peculiar jolt one is dealt when a specimen of poésie trouvée is stumbled upon.  

     So it was all the more surprising to discover such a specimen lurking in my own prose.

     Simply, it’s a paragraph from my novel concerning the fortunes of Klara and narrator Éveline who – against all expectations – find themselves falling very much in love.  

     As to rhyme, it’s an unconscious pairing one might say.

     A snatch of dialogue. Klara speaks first . . .

Two Graces.

Detail from Antonio Canova’s Neoclassical sculpture (1814), 

commissioned for Empress Josephine and now exhibited

in the Hermitage Museum, Saint Petersburg.

(Source Wikimedia.)

        ‘We agreed. Agreed. For both of us.’

        Klara drew close to me.                

        ‘We are not looking for what we do not want. Because . . .’

        ‘Because we have found what we . . .’

        ‘Need,’ she pronounced throatily.   

        ‘Need.’

 

For more examples of poésie trouvée see my earlier posts . . .

That Cry in the Night

https://catherineeisnerfrance.blogspot.com/2021/08/that-cry-in-night.html 

Immured Mustard Field

https://catherineeisnerfrance.blogspot.com/2013/04/immured-mustard-field-found.html

The Unsought Text

http://catherineeisnerfrance.blogspot.co.uk/2011/09/poesie-trouvee-unsought-text.html

Ways of Seeing
http://catherineeisnerfrance.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/way-of-seeing-ronald-searle.html 

A Touch of Fever

https://catherineeisnerfrance.blogspot.com/2016/07/a-touch-of-fever-poisoning-of.html
 

 

 

Colour Blind

Actually, to pursue my current theme of found poems, the following poem of mine was published in MsLexia in their Summer/Autumn issue of 2002 ... 

Colour blind

The pyrotechnicienne from Alsace

                          hired for my fireworks party

described afterwards her
                                       favourite explosive device.

Construction:
4 kilo shell
3 kilo shell
2 kilo shell
(compacted into a single projectile).

  Effect:
Red
 fan-
palm
green
parasol
vermilion
nightflowering
chrysanthemum

As she said,

                                                  not without remorse,

“This is a spectacle I shall never see
                            for my own pleasure

because when I light the fuse I am stranded directly beneath,

              yet someone once thanked me and

                                             asked if I would be kind enough
to hang
another chandelier
   in the void.”