New Neighborhood: Favorite Thursday Doors 2021

The Other that defined
the Me that defined
the Where and How—

My heartmoor knows
the answer to the question
before it is even formed.

What is living but
a series of redefinitions?
A craxis.

Suddenly what was is no more,
and the Who finds itself
facing another set of doors,

hoping once again
to avoid the Over
that follows Start.

My favorite doors of the year are the first ones I posted, across the street from the apartment building I moved into last spring. It was my third move since the beginning of 2020.

Linda at dVerse provided some words from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows by John Koenig as inspiration for our poems. I used two:

Heartmoor: the primal longing for a home village to return to, a place that no longer exists, if it ever did.

Craxis: the unease of knowing how quickly your circumstances could change on you- that no matter how carefully you shape your life into what you want it to be, the whole thing could be overturned in an instant.

I hope this will be my last move, but life always seems to have its own ideas.

And you can see more favorite doors of the year at Thursday Doors here.