Chorus

This started as a totem poem, as per the recent workshop prompt. But following a trending item on Facebook about a radiophonic phenomenon called ‘chorus’ (explained by clicking on the title link), it morphed into this. Further key data is available via first this link and then this one.

CHORUS

CQ CQ CQ CQ
CQDX CQDX CQDX
this is Golf 4
Foxtrot Hotel Romeo
G4 FHR
calling
CQ CQ DX
::: :::
unkey and float
your silence in the black
buoyancy of earthsong
plasma waves running
the spindrift of the radiation belt
hooting and skirling like
cosmic birds
listen through their wheeling and flocking
for that crouching island sentinel who’s listening too
through their wheeling and flocking
for one such voice as yours calling up the skywave
into the dawn
::: :::
CQ CQ CQ CQ
CQDX CQDX
CQ DX
this is Golf 4 Fox Hotel Radio
G4 FHR calling
CQ CQ CQ
CQDX CQ DX
and listening
::: :::
unkey and close your eyes
whistling electrons are
running the hoop of the earth
riding the chorus pipeline
through the van allens
tether breath and listen
to the whorl and whoop
of the great unmodulated voice
laughing out of nothingness
and back into an oblivion
unpolluted by your kind
slinging their prayers
across the ether
seeking witness
in their solitude
::: :::
and so you tether
until there’s only the sussuration
of your breathing and
the coil and arc
of that first
utterance.

Dick Jones

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About Dick Jones

I'm a post-retirement Drama teacher, currently working part-time. I have a grown-up son and daughter, three grandchildren and three young children from my second marriage. I write - principally poetry but prose too, both fitfully published. My poetry collection Ancient Lights is published by Phoenicia Publishing (www.phoeniciapublishing.com) and my translation of Blaise Cendrars' 'Trans-Siberian Prosody and Little Jeanne from France' (illustrated by my friend, the artist, writer and long-time blogger Natalie d'Arbeloff) is published by Old Stile Press (www.oldstilepress.com). I play bass guitar & bouzouki in the song-based acoustic/electric trio Moorby Jones, playing entirely original material (https://www.facebook.com/moorbyjones?ref=aymt_homepage_panel + http://www.moorbyjones.net/). I have a dormant blog with posts going back to 2004 at Dick Jones' Patteran Pages - http://patteran.typepad.com - and I'm a radio ham. My callsign is G0 EUV.

5 thoughts on “Chorus

  1. Wow! Cosmic. Love ‘float your silence in the black bouyancy’ and ‘slinging prayers across the ether’ I think this is a splendid, poem.

  2. A highly original poem – needed a few readings and following the links brought new layers of meaning. I like the contrast between the tapping rhythms of the radio code and the drifting cosmic whispers of the chorus. Loved the directive ‘tether breath and listen’.

    The lines ‘slinging their prayers / across the ether / seeking witness / in their solitude’ speak to me of communication in our social media age as much as plasma waves ‘running the hoop of the earth’.

    ‘Chorus’ has echoes of your earlier poem ‘Wavelengths’ in Ancient Lights (highly recommended http://www.phoeniciapublishing.com/ancient-lights.html ), another original piece about communication in the digital age.

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