about me
there has been
silence
not long
enough to wonder
if I’ve been abducted—
despair or her more torpid sister
first tangling thoughts
combing out knots
and second
guessing
I was struck by this line in Julia Cameron’s The Sound of Paper: “I was in cynicism, which is despair’s more torpid sister” (p. 6).
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Well I assumed the best…r&r. That’s where you were I hope! (K)
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I hope you will always assume the best! 🙂 Just taking a little mental break. And stuff. Thanks for being here.
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We all need them…and we all have stuff.
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I’ve wondered, but I also hoped you were off vacationing. Love the poem though, and Cameron’s line is brilliant.
The torpid sister and tangling knots and thoughts gave me an image from Greek mythology, the fates or some such 🙂 Hope you are well.
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Ooh, I like the mythology angle. I might run with that. I am well. Taking a mini-break and working on a book project. 🙂
Cameron’s works will be helpful, I think. Thanks for being here.
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🙂
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Ditto the others. Hoping you’re doing fine.
And, your poem. I like that word “torpid”. That P sound, the same strong feeling from stupid, vapid, limpid. It gives even weakish meaning words a bit more punch.
OK. Here’s to being here for us to talk to!
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Yes, hanging in here and feeling buoyed by everyone’s sweet comments.
Torpid is a great word–and you are quite right about its relatives. 🙂
Thanks for being here and for the continued inspiration of your work.
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You’re welcome, and right back at you!
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It reminded me a little of Wordsworth’s phrase savage torpor. Such a great word.
Glad you’re still around.
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“Savage torpor” is perfect. And thank you.
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I was wondering and just blamed it on WP blanking you out. Hope the rest suits you. Torpor is a strange word. It ends like langour but it starts like torpedo. Odd combination of associations.
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I think you’ve described the word perfectly. I will remember this definition. 🙂
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So surprising. I have been thinking so much about absence lately — the kind that you are not sure is permanent or not. You poem goes right there. Maybe you meant it more light heartedly, but it really struck a cord!
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