How the myth begins
as always, with this need to explain
the emptiness, the ache
these voices lost in the void
As always, with this need to explain
beginning, middle, end
these voices lost in the void
blossom sun-bright, then falling
Beginning, middle, end
the path labyrinthine in darkness
(blossom sun-bright, then falling)
glass-chime worlds grinding
The path labyrinthine in darkness
though the cave echoes with stardust
glass-chime worlds grinding
the spheres’ music to silence
Though the cave echoes with stardust
with emptiness and ache
the spheres’ music is silent:
how the myth begins
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… the journey of the ‘prisoners’ in Plato’s Cave: a prisoner escapes, learns the full reality of the appearing world, returns to the cave, but the remaining prisoners can, at best, only see him as vague and mythical, and more probably kill him adding to the voices in the dark; they’ll have to find their own way out
repetition, re-telling, circular
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I find caves pop into my work a lot…I will definitely blame Plato.
But seriously, you’ve given me more food for thought, as usual. 🙂
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the bookends-like phrases, everything is circular! Beautiful work. **
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Thank you. ❤
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Oh my gosh. I love this a thousand times–the myth, the cave, the stardust. Beautiful!
(We’re the pantoum twins.) 🙂
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That’s very sweet–and inspiring me to think more on this possible tale/character.
Yay for pantoums…on a good day they almost write themselves! 😉
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🙂
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Wow, well this one is really special. Of course I do have a weakness for myth. All of the above. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. I think I’ll be digging a little more into this one–I feel like I just skimmed over something.
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So many lovely lines in this one—the caves echo with stardust—you really make the pantoum form sing.
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Thank you. I will probably be going to those stardust-caves again. 🙂
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I intended to have another go at a pantoum today and ended up with a villanelle. Maybe tomorrow.
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This is beautiful. I will be leaving WP today but want to thank you for sharing your inspiring poetry. You’ve touch me many times with your words.
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Thank you for the very kind words. Best wishes for your new ventures!
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I love how this moves forward — it has such engergy pushing towards the last stanza. Really nice!
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I like that thought–certainly the form lends itself to rolling forward!
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“Glass chimes worlds” and “the cave echoes with stardust” are my favourites in a poem full of exquisite words. There is something to the rhythm and repetition of this form that works well with such carefully chosen and placed words. And the melancholy I’m reading here, which may simply be my own, is such a beautiful melancholy it’s not even sad!
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Plenty of melancholy, yes. Thank you as always for your thoughtful reading.
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Wow, this is beauty. So glad to have discovered your blog. 🙂
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Thank you! Such a pleasure to have you here!
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