Today’s poetry challenge at dVerse is to write a palinode. As host Grace explains:
A palinode or palinody is an ode or song that retracts or recants a view or sentiment to what the poet wrote in a previous poem... The writing challenge is to write a palinode. This can be in relation to a poem you have written before (please link or include prior poem)...
My prior poem, which I posted on April 13 of this year is Spring Reveal:
Whose legs these are I think I know;
Encased in jeans all winter, though.
Today I’ll shave, first time this year!
The spring reveal: legs white as snow.
And the palinode:
These legs of mine I will not show
Although it’s spring, it’s way too cold.
I’ll not yet shave as legs with hair
Are warmer than when they are bare.
What Rhymes with Stanza? 
I do love the response… you are not the only one writing about spring weather and how it changes… but I never thought about shaving legs (as very few men does)
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Yes, spring heralds many changes, some less poetic than others.
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as a husband and a dad this hits the spot as i am fed up of rinsing the bath after either of the women in my house. let them legs stay hairy
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I couldn’t agree more! 🙂
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Hahhha!! Cracks me up!
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😀
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Wait…what? Shave legs? Whodathunkit?
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The things we do…
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This is a fun argument with one’s self. Spring is really a struggle of choices regarding being too cold or too warm, it’s rarely just right.
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Spring here seems to get warmer each year. A bit disconcerting what with global warming and all, but I have to admit I like the early sunshine.
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I got a charge out of this. Deftly flipped the script on the first poem.
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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Ahhh, I feel this too much!
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😀
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A fantastic Palinode 😀 you capture the mood of one awaiting warmer days while dealing with matters like ‘to shave or not to shave,’ .. I say we roll with the punches.
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Thank you! Yes, we’ll have to take it as it comes.
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I laughed, and I think that was the goal, so well done, well done all.
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Thank you!
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Thanks for the laugh…my sentiments exactly!
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Glad you liked it!
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I love this one and gave me a smile. I think I forgot all about this and now I must remember to do so. Good one.
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Thank you. If your weather is like ours here, there’s no rush on the shaving.
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I identify with both poems, Maggie. I’ve so been looking forward to some warm air on my porcelain legs, but it’s still so cold. I love the original, with its nod to ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’, and the recant made me smile, especially:
‘I’ll not yet shave as legs with hair
Are warmer than when they are bare.’
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We must be practical about such things. ;D
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Oh, this was so much fun, and gave me a laugh! One consolation of bad weather: we don’t have to worry too much about shaving our legs!
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I’m glad you enjoyed it. Quarantine has probably reduced razor sales as well. ;D
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That made me chuckle – thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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