Martin, thanks for that very interesting quote. I like Schumann; I used to enjoy playing his piano music. One of my first piano books was called
Il Mio Primo Schumann and it had a striking line drawing of the composer on the front cover. I've just found it
here.
The proposed poetry press would most likely evolve from the proposed poetry blog, linking from poets' notes on the blog to some sort of e-publishing house. I like the idea of focusing on short poems.
That said, here's a slightly longer poem, lol, inspired by another Debussy prelude:
Puck's dance
Good day! I'm Puck. I've come to stay with you. You're asking why?
Lord Oberon just sent me. He's a mighty type of guy.
Well, Fairy King's his title. And he's short and dark and cute.
So here I am, upon your porch. I'm in my sharpest suit!
Invite me in? Why, thank'ee kindly. Ginger-pig! At heel!
Yes, here's my giant guinea pig. She loves her candied peel.
Down, Ginger! Sorry! She's just pleased to see you, in her way.
She'll be no trouble, just needs feeding thirteen times per day.
So, I can cook and I can clean. I like to garden too.
And all performed as one deft dance. Let's start. There's lots to do!
I'll prep a shepherd's pie and while it bakes I'll hoover stairs.
Your orchard's full of windfalls. Puck'll pick up all the pears.
Ah, handshake. Glad to be of service. Apron on, we're off!
Well, this is strange. The pie has changed. Behold, a stroganoff!
The stairs are in the hoover bag. The pears are on the trees!
And Ginger's drunk on perry, ha. She's waltzing on her knees!
What's that? Get out? I can't. His Fairy Highness sent me here.
I'm Puck. I've come to stay with you. I couldn't be more clear.
It's what I do. I come to stay. 'Til Obers calls me back.
When? I don't know. He never says. Come, Ginger. Let's unpack!