Phrase credit: Paul Wittenberger used this provocative phrase in a poem on Substack, and it intrigued me. Some of us know what time "blue o'clock" is because we have lived through one or more. . .
This is a coincidence. Am trying to write about this unsettling waking up in the middle of the night and recently I saw an exhibition which was in a blue room. Blue o’clock is a poetic description that I hadn’t heard of.
You were so right to point out Paul’s phrase. Blue O’clock is just such a poetic construct. To me it represents a state of malaise that is irrational in nature. It’s a feeling you just can’t put your finger on. The great thing about poetry is nobody is ever completely wrong.
So thought provoking!
This is a coincidence. Am trying to write about this unsettling waking up in the middle of the night and recently I saw an exhibition which was in a blue room. Blue o’clock is a poetic description that I hadn’t heard of.
You were so right to point out Paul’s phrase. Blue O’clock is just such a poetic construct. To me it represents a state of malaise that is irrational in nature. It’s a feeling you just can’t put your finger on. The great thing about poetry is nobody is ever completely wrong.
I think it’s a lovely state of comfort, warm under the covers, with light trying to rouse you up before the alarm goes off :)