2025 Yahtzee Roll #2: Fill #4

Title: Blood from Stone
No. of Lines: 14
Rating: Gen
Poetic form: Italian sonnet
Prompt:
Summary: An Italian sonnet about stones which don't like someone interrupting their nice sunrise.

worn stones older than bones greet dawning day
heralding this sunrise like all before
though weathered by time, timeless in their core,
rings within rings, like teeth, they stand, they say,
hello to earth’s own tilt and turn, the way
that birdsong does, circles encircling lore,
awash in light, in rose, in gold, in more
hues than have names yet theirs is ever gray

but who is this intruding on their peace?
an interloper scurries into view
no doubt, it’s out to get what it can get
to take, to taint, to despoil, without cease,
the stones have ever known just what to do,
jaws snap, cleaving molars clamp round the threat

Music Monday: April in Paris by Count Basie & his Orchestra

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All of Agatha: At Bertram's Hotel

Agatha Christe was seventy-five years old when she published At Bertram's Hotel in 1965 so she was (more or less) the age that Miss Marple is when she revisits a London hotel she visited when she was a girl. [by contrast, she was in her 30's when she wrote Murder at the Vicarage]. Indeed, the complaints mentioned in the beginning do sound old-lady-ish (...so many modern armchairs, stop halfway between the high and the knee, thereby inflicting agony on those suffering from arthritis and sciatica...). One theme that runs throughout is looking at the past. Miss Marple doesn't go to museums or shows when she's in London, she goes to places she used to know, places where people she used to know lived, shops she visited with her aunt, eg the Army Navy stores, etc.

When Miss Marple comes up from the country for a holiday in London, she finds what she's looking for at Bertram's: traditional décor and impeccable service. But she senses an unmistakable atmosphere of danger behind the highly polished veneer.

So Things aren't What They Seem.

And Miss Marple concludes: one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back--that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a One Way Street, isn't it?"

This is what I personally think. I hate looking back. I never plan to visit the area where I grew up. I have absolutely no desire to even think about the past.

They make a big deal about muffins and seed cake. That we Americans think muffins are a kind of tea cake with raisins. I'm not sure what that's all about.

But it's a good story. Of course, Agatha has to be very high-handed about Mummy Issues. And it's nice and quaint to think about a crime syndicate being run out of an old-fashioned hotel and not, say, the White House :)

Next up: The Third Girl!