Funny the things that come to you
in the night, he said after a moment.
Your eyes, accustomed to that dark,
see his silhouette
against the distant
city light
all orange and skin.
He takes a drink
of the wine, turns
holds it out to you.
What poison
What apothecary
You are not back-lit
He won’t see your hand
Tremble
as you drink.
Let’sgobackandstartover.
© Jilly’s All Rights Reserved
for dVerse Meeting the Bar where Amaya has us building bridges and filling gaps.
The Challenge: Use a line from one book as your starting line and a line from another as your poem’s end-line.
I chose to use a line from my most recent read, A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles (highly recommend it!!) as my opener, but I edited it slightly.
“It is funny what comes to one at night, he said after a moment.” Pg. 289
My end-line was taken from my next book, The Longest Road, by Philip Caputo“Letsgobackandstartover” Pg. 185 (yes, it is all run together like that!)
Splendid scene… love that orange street light… this makes me think of a scene from a Raymond Chandler novel.
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Thank you! Noir, indeed 🙂
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Nicely done, Jill! I love the image of
‘…his silhouette
against the distant
city light
all orange and skin’
and the trembling hand says it all.
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Thanks for reading!
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Nice description of the mystery with the potential poison in the cup one is about to drink.
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Unanswered questions. Thanks!
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Love the tale. Nicely woven!
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Thanks, Vivian!
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Thanks Jilly!
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I really enjoyed “What poison / What apothecary”.
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Thank you, Maria! Glad you stopped by.
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Whoa, creepy. The trembling in the dark of course but especially the city lights, “all orange and skin.” This made me think of vice and murder. And the last line/quote was like a final thought you race to get in, even though you know it’s too late. You’re doomed. What a suspenseful read, Jilly!
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Thanks! It was a great prompt – worked to jolt me out of a slump 🙂
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For me he trembling evoked expectation, risk, and possibility. The hand trembles, but it reads out the tea leaves as apothecary, she drinks. Wonderful!
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Thanks!
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Marvelously done Jill!
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🙂
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Hmmm… a communion of doubt. “This is my…” Careful with whom you drink!
Great stuff, Jill!
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Straight from How to Read Lit… excellent observation!
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Well, and previous life experience…. Thank you!
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Mysterious and creepy!
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Oh, intense. Illustrated by Hopper, I think.
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Oooh, good choice. Love Hopper’s work. Thanks!
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Nicely done. Ties together very well!
dwight
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I absolutely loved A Gentleman in Moscow–wonderful book!
Wonderful poem, too–it’s as if your He and She characters got stuck in noir film. 🙂
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Read Moscow because I loved his 1st book. Towles doesn’t disappoint! Thanks for seeing the potential of those two characters in this.
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You’re welcome, Jilly. 🙂
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Phrases/
Terms Like/
Not Like
Gaslit
Orange Man
And Snake Oil
come to mind
but hehe..
perhaps
i’ve been
Watching too Much
News or even Just A
Minute oF A Soap Hour A Day..:)
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News. Soap Opera. Same thing. 🙂
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Amen..;)
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I loved “A Gentleman in Moscow”!
The lines, “What poison/What apothecary” made me think of Romeo’s death:
“Here’s to my love! (drinks the poison) O true apothecary,
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.”
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Good catch! R & J sprang to mind when I wrote it. Thanks for reading.
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What Charley said. Vivid Noir, indeed! 🙂
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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Mysterious apothecary, eerie lighting, and a final draught…gave me chills, jilly!
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Glad you caught a mood in this, Lynn. Thanks for stopping by 🙂
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Late to this too… For some reason I read it as part of He/She!
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That was certainly one way to read this 🙂
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There is risk however that I will hear He/She for a long time to come in your poetry. Not a bad thing thought.
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A tale here……..noir genre……”You are not back lit” is a brilliant line within the tale. So very well done!
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Thanks!
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