You fling it open for the first time / but I’m gone
– by Mohja Kahf, from “Wall”
We toy with each other
I, blazing, thirsty summer;
you, warm brown autumn,
until our worlds spin;
and you, deep-frozen winter
taunt me, life-craving spring.
Consorting with Sol,
you trickle down mountain granite
seeking me in the deep pool
where bright fish flash
in dappled shadow.
You rejoice, ready.
Alas, tulips have withered
in their salted graves
and cherry blossoms
are but a memory.
image by Tony Stuck
Laura was Tuesday’s host at dVerse’ Poetics and said:
So for this Poetics prompt I give you some final lines: Choose ONE and write your poem as continuation where the poet left off, with special thought to your own final lines:-
•“As if we could hear music inside the words” Gail Newman ~ Trust
•“Airless and unloved, in the dank basement of the mind” L. Igloria ~ A Reparation
•“Call me to lie down in fragrance.” D. Margoshes ~ Season of Lilac
•“So close that your sea rises with my heat” C.Perez ~ Love in a Time of Climate Change
•“The clear vowels rise like balloons” S.Plath ~ Morning Song
•“You fling it open for the first time/ but I’m gone” M Kahf ~ Wall
Preferably do NOT use the lines as title or within your writing but either cite the reference at the end OR place the quote as Epigraph to the start of your poem.
HOWEVER, I did not continue from the opening line but instead wrote a poem that led to it being the ending. This means I can link it to today’s Meet the Bar prompt at dVerse, where host, Peter Frankis says:
So come on poets, join me at the beginning. Let’s find that best first line:
- see if you can hook yourself a new reader with upfront vivid images and unusual word use
- maybe stick with tradition (starting top left) or forge out in a new direction, maybe even a one line, or even a one-word poem (though please read the article that I’ve linked to Saroyan’s poem)
- perhaps try your hand at some found poetry, make something shapely or striking or something off the fridge
- or perhaps a poem beginning with a line by a poet who’s provoked or enthralled or charmed or annoyed you (don’t forget to link to the original poem in your post).