The Villain Elle of the Wisps
The evening folds into wisps of light,
I trace the wisps that once claimed the skies,
And morning bends them out of sight,
As a wisp falters where the sky is bright,
The words I speak now dim before my eyes,
The evening folds into wisps of light.
The river sings a tune I can’t recite,
The trees recall a dream I cannot prize,
And morning bends me out of sight.
I hold your face; its features shift at night,
The song of the river fades as memory denies,
The evening folds into wisps of light.
The candle burns, but flickers lose their might,
Each wisp dissolves, the meanings lie,
And morning bends you out of sight.
Yet still I write, though lines escape my fight,
New shapes emerge where old refrains die,
The evening folds into wisps of light,
And morning bends out of sight.
The Villain Elle of the Wisps employs initial repetition that aligns with the traditional villanelle form: lines 1 and 3 recur. Gradual alteration occurs as shifts in imagery, verbs, and emotional tone subtly change the repeated lines. This mirrors Prigov’s poetic strategy: starting from strict repetition, then slowly eroding or transforming linguistic and mnemonic structures, creating a change in meaning rather than a fixed memory.

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