Ordinarily I don’t publish so much poetry at Theoria-press, and instead try to provide mostly essays with an odd poem or sonnet occasionally interspersed among them.
Some time age the topic of the Petrarchan form came up in a conversation and someone remarked that the sequence and rhyme structure reminded him of atrial fibrillation of the heart finally resolving into a coordinated pulse. The comparison intrigued me so I filed it away in the recesses of my mind until such time as the metaphor could bear fruit, and this was my attempt to capture it.
Beautiful dear son
thank you for the encouragement 😊
The last 4 lines suggest to me that all our hearts in prayer can lead to harmony within and without
I think that's right. What do you think?
Some time age the topic of the Petrarchan form came up in a conversation and someone remarked that the sequence and rhyme structure reminded him of atrial fibrillation of the heart finally resolving into a coordinated pulse. The comparison intrigued me so I filed it away in the recesses of my mind until such time as the metaphor could bear fruit, and this was my attempt to capture it.