"Portrait of a Man Playing a Lute" by Bartolomeo Passerotti‘The Boncompagni Dragon’ and Other Poetry by David Galef The Society June 21, 2020 Beauty, Culture, Humor, Poetry 3 Comments The Boncompagni Dragon The Boncompagni Dragon, by Bartolomeo Passerotti (1529-92). Pen with brown ink, over black chalk. Tobey Collection of Renaissance Drawings, Metropolitan Museum of Art A gorgon’s head on a swanlike neck, furred with a middle-aged mane, the ears two mismatched scimitars like a hedge about the brain. Over a show of dental work, a rug-runner tongue takes a ride. Above the curved and pointed beak, the eyes peer cleverly aside. No forepaws in view, but gaudy wings, half-bat, half-peacock, dotted eyes, his S-shaped chest a twelve-ribbed waistcoat puffed in mock surprise. Learning to Chronicle Tedium The slow growth of a moment like a drop Of water from the tap before it falls, Or waiting for the number fifteen bus To reach its wearisome and final stop. Measuring out the time until he calls. The fading of a star too far from us. Just staring out the window at a bird Who flew away last fall, already dead. The repetition every hour and day Of human clockwork all without a word. A palette of two colors, gray and lead, The second just a darker shade of gray. The ripples in a pond after the stone Has sunk. The thrower now sits still, alone. David Galef has published over two hundred poems in magazines ranging from Light and Measure to The Yale Review and The Gettysburg Review. He’s also published two poetry volumes, Flaws and Kanji Poems, as well as two chapbooks, Lists and Apocalypses. Unable to stop himself, he’s also written fiction, literary essays, and translation, over a dozen books in all. In real life, he directs the creative writing program at Montclair State University. His website is www.davidgalef.com. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 3 Responses Leo Zoutewelle June 21, 2020 Somehow, I found these poems fascinating, David. Thank you! Reply Joseph S. Salemi June 21, 2020 The second poem has an unusual rhyme scheme of ABC for the first twelve lines (seen as tercets), followed by a final rhyming couplet. It fits in well with the first image of the slow drip of water from a faucet. Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant June 22, 2020 Both poems are intriguing for very different reasons. I’m assuming the first one is an ekphrastic poem, only I can’t find the image on the net. But, even without the image, this poem conjures a picture before my eyes that makes me smile in delight. I particularly like those ears, “two mismatched scimitars/like a hedge about the brain”, and that “rug-runner tongue” – fun stuff! The second poem does the title absolute justice… whether this is a compliment or not is another matter. You have most certainly achieved your goal and that makes me laugh out loud – a good thing, methinks?! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.