Thursday, February 23, 2017

Vellichor


under vermilion sky,
you're rhapsody between 
heartbeats & raindrops

drip...drip...drip ....

longing for home
that i can't return to-
that i can't traced back-
a drizzled map, between 
book markers & side margin notes,
unfolds as i unwind clocks 

click...click...click ....

vellichor
this longing wells
for your fingers
scented of sepia ink
running along my spine 
and fragile pages

burn...burn...burn ....





Title*  From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, you'll find words you won't find in a traditional dictionary yet.... like "Vellichor" ("The strange wistfulness of used bookshops, which are somehow infused with the passage of time......) 

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31 comments:

  1. New words are always fun, wanting to go back but unable can be quite the sad sail spun

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  2. I love the way wistfully wrote this, Grace. Every sense of
    being in a used book store is brought forth. The definition is poetry unto itself; and raindrops, unwinding clocks ;)
    marvelous!

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  3. So evocative. Beautiful poem. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  4. I adore that word... love how it inspired you to this wistful write... somehow I think the aged librarian would have that feeling.

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  5. Gorgeous phrasing here Grace! Especially love "you're rhapsody between heartbeats & raindrops."❤️

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  6. Fabulous word and a wonderful, wistful poem, Grace!

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  7. scent of sepia ink.... love that.

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  8. Lovely lovely wistful words Grace, just lovely.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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  9. You make me recall the scent of old paper, a cat box in back somewhere, the tall shelves, the crowded rows, the magic of being hemmed in by literature, somehow mixed with the nostalgia of past memories--welling up in my throat like a sublime sadness--just out of reach. This is an artful, clever, extremely well written piece--a real poet busy spinning wonder & insights.

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  10. I hadn't heard of vellichor before, but I think I felt that obscure sorrow. I like going to used book stores and I love it when they are in basements or back rooms that look like they came from some mysterious markets in Harry Potter. It makes me want to "unwind clocks" as you put it.

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  11. I love where vellichor has taken you in this poem, beautifully written :o)

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  12. such a yearning within. I loved the idea of Vellichor.

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  13. oh this is so wonderfully tactile...and vellichor is the prefect word here.

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  14. What a wonderful word you have discovered. I'm with Frank - those wonderful old dark bookstores filled with unclassified old books, a cat in the window, and the smell of old books - it can't be duplicated. I loved your inspiration in this.

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  15. The word is melodious and the phrase "rhapsody between heart beat and raindrops" is captivating. Such a good read!

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  16. Cool word! I liked your poem with the repeating words. Used bookstores are wonderful places.

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  17. What an amazing word, but more amazing is the imagery you conjure...its visceral. What a gift you have, Grace. 💜

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  18. You bring a sensuality to this vellichor

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  19. What a beautiful word, that I was not familiar with, you make full use of its mix of nostalgia, melancholy, yearning...

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  20. I miss old bookstores. Not many around these days. Well written. Have a beautiful weekend!

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  21. There is a whisfulness in old bookstores...love them. And books, are they relics of the past, or do they presist in the present, reminding us of who we are?

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  22. I had to look up vellichor, what a neat word! Sometimes when I ride my bike in the rain, I feel heartbeats between raindrops, they do go together.

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  23. Thanks for the new word. :-)

    Your piece evokes nostalgia and old world charm. :-)

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  24. That's a lovely word.
    One thing I loved about this poem (and something I've noticed in other poems of yours as well) is how you repeat these sounds, like drip and click. Creates a nice effect overall.

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  25. Wow!! Rad this two more times after reading the meaning of the title. Meanings and emotions unreeled each time .. the spine (of the book) of the person(s) who've held the books, written in margins. This is hauntingly beautiful. Shall look up this dictionary -- yet again I learned of a new resource here 😊. Back home to Boston on Tuesday.

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  26. Wow! Thank you for the introduction to the word 'vellichor'. Macleod's books in Vancouver is so vellichor, I wrote a poem about it - though, sadly I was not familiar with the word, at that time.

    Vellichor: a wonderful example of 'everyday amazing'.

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  27. There is nothing better of an old book! Lovely imagery. Love the poem.

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