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What we can’t find
shifts and relocates–
a destination uncontained

by any place, by any time–
(turn around, it disintegrates)–
what we can’t find

is a chord that won’t be captured or sustained,
a rhythmic dance that evaporates,
a destination uncontained

by what is annexed or confined–
(on every verge it hesitates)–
what we can’t find

is an empty signpost, uninscribed–
pointing out and over there, it dislocates
each destination.  Uncontained,

incomplete, and undefined,
 each choice continues and awaits
what we can’t find–
a destination, uncontained.

Another villanelle, for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  Grace at dVerse talked about slant rhyme this week, and I’ve incorporated some ones that lean pretty far in my poem.  I still find this form difficult, and this one needs some revision, especially in the flow.

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Off prompt for NaPoWriMo Day12.



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43 responses to “Evasions”

  1. robertawrites235681907 says :

    This is really marvelous, Kerfe. One of your best poems ever.

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  2. Nathan says :

    Oooooh I was just reading “The Four Quartets” again and this reminded me of that!

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  3. Victoria Stuart says :

    I love this exploration, the mysteries of destination uncontained and what we can’t find.

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  4. Sue Vincent says :

    I’d love to see a book of your art and poetry, Kerfe.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. rivrvlogr says :

    I see much in the way of lost direction in your recent writings. This empty signpost might even have been lurking, unseen, in those others.

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    • memadtwo says :

      That’s true, I’m kind of in limbo these days. I think it’s just a temporary state of a lot of uncertainty happening all at once. Things will sort themselves out, although it’s not happening as quickly as I would have hoped. And of course the world around me is unsettled too…

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  6. Jill Kuhn says :

    Hi Kerfe, great poem and artwork!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. robtkistner says :

    This had a very ecstatic essence, language of the atmos Kerfe,

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  8. Grace says :

    I admire the exploration of uncertainty, the questioning, the lack of answers at each destination. The theme stands out for me and I also like the subtle shifts in the repeated/slant lines.

    Thanks for joining our poetry form challenge.

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  9. Jane Dougherty says :

    Wow! You got the signpost! I like the hesitation and indecision in the poem. It reflects the choices offered by the signpost. Good for you, trying out ‘slant’ rhymes. I can’t tell the difference between a slant rhyme and one that isn’t, but that’s maybe just my obtuseness.
    Does anyone else see a crucifix in that painting?

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  10. merrildsmith says :

    I like your take on this. The signpost that can lead you to where you want to go, or misdirect you. And every time, we have a choice–every minute, I suppose. . .
    I like the way the poem sort of stops and starts like someone approaching a signpost–real or metaphorical.

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  11. Sharon Mann says :

    I love the last verse, It reminds me of creativity. Beautiful art and words today, Kerfe.

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  12. Frank Hubeny says :

    Nice description: “a destination uncontained” One can’t objectify that destination.

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  13. Ennle Madresan says :

    Love your art and words.

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  14. Shuku Li says :

    Oh, this reads beautifully, Kerfe ❤ I especially love these lines

    What we can’t find
    shifts and relocates–
    a destination uncontained

    by any place, by any time–
    (turn around, it disintegrates)–

    Because that's exactly what it does.

    Day 12, catching up!

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  15. sarahsouthwest says :

    I love this – the questioning, the hesitation. The form is so much a part of it, you could read it and not notice the structure, it flows so well. One of my favourites of yours.

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