But why dissect destiny with instruments
more highly specialized than the components of destiny
itself?
Marianne Moore
You examine your mind
as if it were a venetian glass paperweight
containing a multifoliate star, immensely
outreaching the orb in which it is contained –
but really so small, a shrivelled bit of tinsel
magnified a thousand-fold and seemingly
(for the instant) unfathomably deep.
You must conclude
that every thought you have is unoriginal,
and merely a repetition
of one you already had, syntax
slightly less grammatical, the day before.
Day 11 ~ GLASS
Izy is our host in the Imaginary Garden, asking us to relay News from Your Bed.
This is lovely in its depth and introspection of one's self, Kerry 😍💖 inspired ~
ReplyDeletePerspective is everything sometimes. Like Alice, we find everything larger or smaller than it actually probably is.
ReplyDeleteIt's all an optical delusion!
DeleteFirst, I loved that Marriane Moore quote.
ReplyDeleteSuch an introspective verse, delving in this thought process which brings to attention both the lofty details as well as the "shrivelled" bits. Your conclusion is something to behold! :-)
I think my mind took over my body, because this poem was the product of sheer exhaustion!
DeleteNope. We don't have any original thoughts except to us maybe. I like to think every poem I write is original but I know they are just a rehash of one's that have gone before. One reason I dislike doing poems to a music prompt. We just write the words to the song in our own words. We humans are conceited creatures thinking we are originals. Lol. Even the owls hoot the same thing over and iver!
ReplyDeleteBut the owls are more wise!
DeleteLOL, I am smiling at Toni's comment about the owl. I love the mind as Venetian glass paperweight. Cool.
ReplyDeleteLove your poem!! It is said, "We have 28 thousand thoughts a day, unfortunately most are the same." So it is not surprising, they seem familiar.
ReplyDeleteWow! The stats are staggering!
DeleteOoof, I understand laying in bed, wracked with introspection. You balance the inner thinking of the narrator here with the imagery of the glass paperweight really well. I like that the poems starts there, with the idea of gorgeous weight and how that image carries over in the internalized heavy thoughts of the narrator.
ReplyDeleteWell done and viva la!
Thanks, Izy. Some days it's hard to get up and repeat the day before.
DeleteHa I've been thinking how I am repeating myself a LOT lately - maybe this poem a day isn't such a great idea!
ReplyDeletePerhaps not - but it means some poems are written which would not have been, and for that I am grateful.
DeleteI love the way you reflect on poems being reflections of other poems, Kerry, and thoughts being repetitions of previous thoughts. Our minds play around with everything we have ever experienced. I especially like the ‘shrivelled bit of tinsel magnified a thousand-fold’ and ‘syntax slightly less grammatical, the day before’.
ReplyDeleteWe English teachers obsess about syntax, don't we?
Delete;-)
some songs come to mind: King Crimson "Indiscipline"; Talking Heads "Once in a Lifetime", and then of course, Ecclesiastes. ~
ReplyDeleteThe living know they are going to die but the dead know nothing?
DeleteI don't care, I just want one of those paperweights!
ReplyDeleteMe too!
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