Neither is less is more anywhere near my motto, nor I meditate as such. Let’s see then.
More is more and then some: that’s me. Anybody who comes to my blog can attest. For Amy’s Lens-Artists photo challenge I have chosen last year’s rainbow after going through my photos and sighing at the lack of anything less.
The rainbow happened on the road to Orvieto where I was meeting my parents incoming for my birthday almost exactly one year ago (two more weeks). Here is one minute in the life of a rainbow in five most minimalistic photos, and the rest follow under the poem. You know, to learn how to do more is more.
My yesterday’s poem received this beautiful compliment by Alana (here is one of her poems that I really love) at the NaPoWriMo website: “Such stripped down language, and so rich sound-wise and meaning-wise.” Isn’t this something to achieve? I wish to thank her and everybody who has spurred me on with their meaningful and supportive comments.
As for today’s poem – penultimate in this month – the task was this:
Challenge 29: “I’d like to challenge you to blend these (=various) concepts into your own work, by producing a poem that meditates, from a position of tranquility, on an emotion you have felt powerfully.”
Once I pinned down the day, moment and emotion, the poem wrote itself. (Even though the position of tranquility is relative around here. This is Italy, after all.)
Roman people are hard to impress
Twice this weekend
he tells his father about it.
It must have impressed him
more than all my tenderness,
good deeds,
love.
He says:
- She got her car back
after it was towed away,
in Vienna!
Without payment!
The looks of admiration
this gets me!
As if I had just made the perfect ragù.
It makes me add:
- You don’t know me yet
because I’m polite among you,
I hold back,
my Italian is still building.
One day I'll be able to stand my ground
in Italian too.
And I return
to that hot July day in Vienna
in my thoughts.
We are sitting in a café by the main road
when a tow-away truck passes
with something very much like our car.
I run and jump up to beg the driver
- What now? Where to? -
but he merely slips me the card
and drives on.
It’s far, on the outskirts,
I pack my friend whose car it is
and father’s money
- it’s a lot -
and off we go.
Two Italians exit
and we ask them:
- How was it? Any chance?
- No, they say.
You must pay.
In we go:
My mode switched to
British English,
my friend looking like an executioner.
The sweaty bald man in the thick glass cubicle
- punch-proof, I’m sure -
has no idea what is about to hit him.
- Where is photo evidence? (Calmly.)
Are you targeting foreign car-plates
on purpose? (Menacingly.)
Do you wish that we involve
The Embassy? (As if that would help.)
What you will do is give us our car back
and we will forget about it.
The chubby Austrian really sweats now.
I feel sorry for him
but it passes.
He hands out the keys.
We leave.
Amore looks at me
with that weird pride
as if he could read my thoughts
and I wonder
whether he feels the same way about us
and which one was the car.
And now let’s see how to add – or not – elements to photos.
For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Amy at THE WORLD IS A BOOK…: Less is more
and for
I wonder what I like more. The poem or the photos with the captions. Hard to decide 🙂
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Thank you so much, Vineetha, and for the follow too. This is a good dilemma to have. 🙂
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Very cool! I like the less, but the more is more. Love how you add, adding the tree, town, countryside… Such a creative way to approach this theme. Thank you for sharing, MM! 🙂
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You’re very welcome, Amy. 🙂 I had much fun with it, as usually.
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That story (er, uh, poem) was a crack up! Very awesome. I’ll call you next time my car is towed.
You didn’t mention it, but I love how so many of the photos show the double rainbow! It’s often easier to see in real life than in the photos later, but you got it!
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Thank you, Crystal! I love “er, uh, poem”. I often feel this way while writing my “poems”. I didn’t mention the double rainbow, I forgot. I did notice it in some photos. It was just a glorious ride. I hope you don’t get towed away! Or me, ever again. Such an approach would never fly in Italy. 😀
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Love your typical you interpretation, Manja! You creative person!!!
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Hihh, thank you, Leya. I like being typical me! 😀
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;-D
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Agree with Leya!
Have a wonderful day!
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Thank you, Helen. 🙂 Welcome back here!
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Bravo! This poem is so full of life and Manja, I love it! Rainbows are the perfect illustration,too.
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Ahhh, thank you, Charlotte!! ❤ This sounds excellent and it's about my poem! First I had the poem and then tried to find images that wouldn't be too heavy. You know, kind of like me. 😀
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Great poem! I can just imagine you there being all formidable. And the reaction of your amore after is hilarious!
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Hihhi, thank you, Maggie. I was, let’s see, 25. Yep, pretty formidable. 😀 And scary!
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Fun post, Manja. The Norwegian flag is random. I so admire the ability to switch between languages. That is a talent. keep up the work. Last day tomorrow for the NaPoWriMo hey? – finally got my tongue around it.
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Thank you, Amanda. Bravo for getting it right. 😉 I needed two years. Switching between languages is all I do. For example, I talk to my dog in Slovenian, English, Italian and dog language (grunts).
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Dog grunts. Lol. I talk in Schnauzer snuffles to mine.
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These are such beautiful pictures, Manja. I love seeing rainbows, you did a wonderful job in organizing this.
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Thank you, Dan! 🙂 This was one sweet drive with my parents at the end of the rainbow.
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I loved the poem. I love rainbows too. They are always a treat to see.
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Thank you, Emma. They are pretty magical. I’m glad you loved the poem too.
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Wow MM that was one persistent rainbow! Your opening image did a great job of decluttering!
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Thank you so much, Tina, I’m glad you think this. Decluttering is not my forte. 😀
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I love the poem but do not understand the last three lines. Help? I also like the photo best with Orvieto in it–first photo at the beginning of blog. (Every single time so far, I have typed comments first into the search bar. Why is it that it stands out more than the Comments bar? I have done this a dozen times, at least!!!
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Oh! Thanks for telling me about the last three lines. Well… it was a spur of the moment thing to add this last part. I tried to understand why he was so proud of me for getting that car back so many years before we even met. We both certainly had to climb over some hurdles to end up together…
I’m glad that you like the same shot as me the most. As for the comment section – you will get used to it, they are counting on it. 😉
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Manj je vec. Ni? Manje vec ni. :O 😀
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Hihhi. Odšla je drugam! 😮
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The photo captions read like their own poem! And I love the funny and contemplative ending of the poem about which one is the car in the relationship.
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Thank you, Alana, great to see you here. 🙂 This last part was the last-second addition.
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Hahaha! I LOVE it! Aren’t you clever?!?
And with rainbows, how jolly!
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Hihhh, thank you, Joey. I had to choose something jolly so that you’d forget what a terrible person I am. 😀
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Never! Haha! Clever — just clever!
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Beautiful rainbow images too!
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Thank you, Cheryl! 🙂
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Such a hilarious poem,Manja. Clever of you to get the car back. I love the photos of the rainbow. It seems to be ensuring you get home safe. I love rainbows though I haven’t had the opportunity to witness such a beautiful one.
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Thank you for having a look and a read, Smitha. I was 25 when this event happened in Vienna. I’m a fully different person now: less aggressive, more relaxed. I drive more slowly. And I know I’d never stand a chance with an Italian official. 🙂 About anything at all. Did you know that a rainbow is actually a circle? It’s just that the Earth is in the way and we can’t see it… I learned of this just recently.
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So, you got your car back from the police at 25! That’s something. I guess we are braver when we are younger. It’s like we own the world.
Why would you say you wouldn’t be able to get anything back from an Italian official now?😃 Have they gotten more aggressive as you grew calmer?
I had no idea that a rainbow was a full circle. I read your post and asked my daughter the same question? Lol. She had no clue either. Imagine all of us love rainbows and had no idea about this basic concept. Thanks for sharing this piece of info. Xxx
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Happy to tell you something new. (At least I hope that article – which I can’t find now – wasn’t lying.) Oh, that was an Austrian official in Vienna. Italians are a whole other bag of bones. 😀
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