premises s

waits disguised
in the afterglow

or bad
doesn’t always fit

new fates
with old formulas

thrown divided
and then multiplied

or not
the sun rises

your chance
and wing it

answer why
with why not

asked to
explain say yes

leave room
for something else

My collage, inspired by Nina’s recent painting, above, is not at all what I intended to do.  Not even close.  I feel like this is a good metaphor for life, the way my life is, anyway, now and for as long as I can remember it.  Nothing is as it appears, even in its imagining.

And what is the point of my poem?  Does it have or need one?  I’m not sure, but it travels in a kind of parallel to my train of thought these days also.  As David Byrne said so aptly, maybe it’s time we stopped trying to make sense out of the nonsensical.  Aim as truly as you can and see what happens.

Earthweal asks this week if our poetry can be sufficient for the world we live in.  How do we define “enough” of anything? Everything seems to be both too little and at the same time too much.

We want definitive answers when there are always only more questions to ask.  There’s no guidebook, no map. It’s a circle, not a line. There’s no way of knowing or controlling where the things we begin will end. We can only do our best to say what we think needs to be said, do what we think needs to be done, and be good listeners and caretakers to the world.

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25 responses to “premises”

  1. Suzanne says :

    I love the idea of leaving room for something else. Nina’s painting is so cheerful it really reinforces that idea.

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  2. memadtwo says :

    I knew right away that was an interpretation of my painting and I love it. Again, I’d like to hang them side by side. It’s great work. The poem too. N.

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  3. judeitakali says :

    Some beautiful advice in there. Precise

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  4. Sherry Marr says :

    “Constructing new fates with old formulas” is a very wise observation. Awesome. I like the black heart shape in your collage. I think, in the end, it is only heart stuff that will get us anywhere.

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  5. boundlessblessingsblog says :

    A beautiful collage, Marta and I loved your poem. Perfect and true words composed. Lovely post.

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  6. msjadeli says :

    Your posts are more than posts, K. They are mixed media installation. I love the collage and how it complements Nina’s painting. The poetry and afterthoughts are intimate and resonant. Talking Heads is perfect mood music for it all. “We do the best we can” is a supreme liberator, whether considering oneself or others.

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  7. sarahsouthwest says :

    A circle? It feels more like a big old scribble at the moment!

    I love this poem. Each pearl of distilled wisdom says “Hold on. Accept uncertainty”

    Your collage is great. It made me think of forest fires.

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  8. earthweal says :

    The reply to the challenge is this dance of what is. The first stanza is a perfect proscenium to the sorting and sortilege of what follows. It’s like when working through a difficult yoga position — just breathe. Loved it. – Brendan

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  9. sdtp33 says :

    or not
    the sun rises”

    That says it all….lovely poem! JIM

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  10. kim881 says :

    I love the collage, Kerfe. The vivid colours, the eye and the shapes remind me of Hundertwasser’s work. I love everything he did and have visited his house in Vienna many times. And you are so right, nothing is as it appears. I love the idea of karma being disguised and waiting; it’s generally not recognisable and can only be recognised as karma once t has happened. Life just keeps on happening, the sun rises and sets, and do we have to explain anything?

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  11. rivrvlogr says :

    There”s so much nonsense in the wind these days that it’s hard to make sense of anything.


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