The Fate of Fools (Thursday Doors)
doors, dazzle you inside dreams,
the complex language of choice–
abandoned, you jump
doors dazzle inside dreams,
appear as if sailed, transported
by complete darkness
thresholds cast riddles—as if
life, opening, free
I wanted to construct a house as a sort of book, so I took a cardboard box and collaged this interior. It’s similar to many houses I visit in my dreams. It did not really work for my book idea (the exterior is also still a work in progress), but it fit well with the last Kick-About prompt. As Phil pointed out to me, it resembles a stage set.
I also have a liking for windows and shadows.
The poem is a troiku, written for the W3 prompt, in response to Steven S Wallace’s poem “In Praise of What is Private”, and his prompt poem, Emily Dickinson’s “Superiority of Fate”. I’ve also used some of Jane’s Oracle 2 words for the week–I realize I never finished what I started with last week’s words, but perhaps it will show up somewhere down the line.
You can find more doors and share your own here at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.