Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.
Stanza 4 of the Ars Poetica—Dance of Discovery
Da-dhan da-dhan da-dhan da-dhan—
Now that she has all my attention,
There’s a dance of discovery,
Like Rumi’s twirls of ecstasy,
Spinning into silence, into knowing.
The da-dhan’s of my world take no words —
Not yet.
They pulse in rhythm, syncing with my breath,
Or with the beat the poem decides to take.
For now, it’s just the da-dhan, da-dhan, da-dhan —
Where beats prelude the dance of diction,
Where language holds its breath before the plunge.
(to be continued...)
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The repetition of ‘da-dhan’ beautifully evokes that liminal moment before thought becomes language. This stanza really honors the mystery in the poetic process — it’s like the poem breathes before it speaks.
Thank you so much for this beautiful insight! I love how you phrased it—”the poem breathes before it speaks”—that truly captures what I was feeling when I wrote that stanza. So glad it resonated with you!