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| Bagpipe Player by Hendrick ter Brugghen, 1624 (National Gallery of Art) |
The
winning poem on the musical instrument challenge was not about bagpipes like the one pictured. It was
one of the few formal poems submitted.
Pan’s Pipe
Wonder opened up my mind
Enchanting me today.
Attentive to the sound of song
My contemplation moved along
To its creative play.
That’s when I understood it all.
It doesn’t matter how.
It happened faster than when I’m
Repeating sound to make a rhyme.
It opened up the now.
~ Frank Hubeny
The
judge, Jim Lambert, commented that “Rhymed poems are difficult to write without
sounding trite, having forced rhyme problems, or sounding like kiddie lit.”
Hubeny’s
poem flows smoothly. The rhymes don’t feel forced. His poem created an
atmosphere which made me feel the enchantment of the music. It reminded me of
the many times I have gone to Pueblo Viejo, one of my favorite restaurants in
San Miguel de Allende, to hear the music, which often includes Andean pan
pipes. It does enchant me and open up something in me that other music doesn’t
touch.
Copyright on the poems remains with Frank Hubeny.
Frank Hubeny lives in Northbrook,
Illinois. He is a member of the Illinois State Poetry Society and the Prairie
Writers Guild of Indiana. His poetry has appeared in The Lyric, Vita
Brevis and Ancient Paths. He writes poetry prompts for dVerse
Poets Pub and he regularly posts poems, stories and photographs on https://frankhubeny.blog.
©
Wilda Morris
