92/365 - 95/365 || Malleable Words
A silence invades
my notebooks— heavy winter,
without stain,— smothers
words, all languages erased.
All that remains: vast brightness.
My mind wanders back
and forth, shifting words around,
of the verse. Malleable words.
I hear chimes in the distance.
I hear chimes. Off key.
A night wind drifts without goals.
The night itself pulls
overhead without purpose—
sudden memories flood close.
Rocking you to sleep:
every few moments, you glance
up, open slow eyes
to verify I still stand,
shifting with you — back and forth.
This is beautiful work David. I particularly enjoyed the image painted in the first stanza.ReplyDelete
Was in a bad mood that day, wanting to curve the negativity into something positive. When hit with writer's block, write about the writer's block.ReplyDelete
Yes, and it works. How well it works.ReplyDelete
I am struck by the phrase "vast brightness". It does something to that first stanza. Gives it a twist - takes it somewhere else. Somewhere dazzling. Somewhere positive. Makes you believe that there is the real potential of producing something diamond pure.
I was experimenting with a technique I learned from the the haiku by Richard Wright This Other World. He had an amazing talent for twisting each line into an intensified moment: negative to positive, and positive to negative. I find myself referring back to his words more often these days.ReplyDelete
I will need to look him up. I am so ignorant - there is so much I do not know! So frustrating sometimes! However it means I can easily fill acres of time. lol.ReplyDelete
Just to point out: he is known more for his fiction than his haiku. The haiku poetry he created approaches creative writing with different intentions than his stories. If I remember correctly the book was not published until 2009-- and it shows a different perspective of the artist.ReplyDelete