The Pleasant and Unpleasant, Catch a Memory.
Fragrance Poetry (Haiku) inspired by Montale’s Aoud Cuir d’Arabie.
Photo by Federico Gutierrez on Unsplash
There’s so much to say about this fragrance, yet so little I can say. . .A mix of leather and fecal aromas. . . Translated “Oud Leather of Arabia. . .” Even though it may not be a pleasant smell by itself, like the smell of a camel, it can bring you back mentally to happy times – perhaps on a farm, or on a trip where you got to travel to an exotic place (exotic to those like myself in the USA) where you were surrounded with camels.
Click Here to learn more about Montale’s Aoud Cuir d’Arabie. Invasion Barbare by MDCI. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2021, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.
Stalled thoughts searching slowly for a new home.
Back-and-forth, floating like a memory. Swaying incense – a swinging pendulum. Hearts convalesce by holy remedy. IG:@thefragrancewriter. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2021.
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Fragrance Poetry inspired by Full Incense from Montale.
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Swaying incense imitates pendulums.
The back-and-forth, swaying like memories. Priceless moments, suddenly expired. It leaves a lot left to be desired.
Your classic aftershave signature scent.
The varnish on the pews. . cedar ceilings. Soft, grey skies. Long-lost relatives’ faces. How stalled thoughts drift to new and old places.
I slide down to the brown kneeling cushion.
Life keeps ticking like the incense swinging. Familiarity often brings peace. But I’m saying “Goodbye” down on my knees.
Here, at a funeral, hearts convalesce.
Lost in thought by the scent of “Full Incense.”
Click Here to learn more about Montale’s Full Incense. Aoud Cuir d’Arabie. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.
Poetry inspired by the perfume Intense Cafe by Montale.
What if, dear, now and here, you stole my heart?
That it happened just as we sit apart?
What-oh-what is mixed in this coffee cup?
A strange elixir that’s altered my brain? Mom would have said these feelings are insane. . . But, my oh my, my minds already made.
Sorry. I must have been thinking out loud.
There’s just a “something” in the air that’s sweet. Before you run away from crazy me, Wonder if it’s not by chance that we meet.
How long till a rose drops its petals?
Life’s too short to give sudden denials.
More about the perfume by Montale, Intense Cafe. More of my latest poetry, Akaster. Poetry © TheFragranceWriter.com. Photo by Anni Roenkae on Pexels.com.