Poetry For Practice

Poems to use as vocal warm-ups and pronunciation exercises that leave you feeling refreshed and inspired.

Ah, spring. We love spring at Release Your Voice because it’s a time for renewal, rebirth and growth. It’s also a time to do a little spring cleaning and look your very best. This poem is perfect for the spring season – the short stanzas and staccato rhythm will wake you and your vocal chords up. It’s also a great way to practice your breath. Let the stanzas bleed into each other and breathe when an idea stops. Take your time. This poem also has a great message of simplicity. “Nothing needs to be this lavish./Even the words I’d choose”. Don’t forget to keep your words simple and focused when writing or giving a presentation.

Installment #9

Couture

by  Mark Doty

1.Peony silks,
in wax-light:
that petal-sheen,

gold or apricot or rose
candled into-
what to call it,

lumina, aurora, aureole?
About gowns,
the Old Masters,

were they ever wrong?
This penitent Magdalen’s
wrapped in a yellow

so voluptuous
she seems to wear
all she’s renounced;

this boy angel
isn’t touching the ground,
but his billow

of yardage refers
not to heaven
but to pleasure’s

textures, the tactile
sheers and voiles
and tulles

which weren’t made
to adorn the soul.
Eternity’s plainly nude;

the naked here and now
longs for a little
dressing up. And though

they seem to prefer
the invisible, every saint
in the gallery

flaunts an improbable
tumble of drapery,
a nearly audible liquidity

(bright brass embroidery,
satin’s violin-sheen)
raveled around the body’s

plain prose; exquisite
(dis?)guises; poetry,
music, clothes.

2.

Nothing needs to be this lavish.
Even the words I’d choose
for these leaves;

intricate, stippled, foxed,
tortoise, mottled, splotched
-jeweled adjectives

for a forest by Fabergé,
all cloisonné and enamel,
a yellow grove golden

in its gleaming couture,
brass buttons
tumbling to the floor.

Who’s it for?
Who’s the audience
for this bravura?

Maybe the world’s
just trompe l’oeil,
appearances laid out

to dazzle the eye;
who could see through this
to any world beyond forms?

Maybe the costume’s
the whole show,
all of revelation

we’ll be offered.
So? Show me what’s not
a world of appearances.

Autumn’s a grand old drag
in torched and tumbled chiffon
striking her weary pose.

Talk about your mellow
fruitfulness! Smoky alto,
thou hast thy music,

too; unforgettable,
those October damasks,
the dazzling kimono

worn, dishabille,
uncountable curtain calls
in these footlights’

dusky, flattering rose.
The world’s made fabulous
by fabulous clothes.

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