A Re-telling


A Re-telling

From the start, we cause pain, whether pushing
through mother’s loins or cracked from her abdomen,
raising, in others and ourselves too, shushing
moans and gewgaw howls, trailing ache in crumbs, and
not by the Hansel–that is, not to lead
us home, but to move us on–our over-
sized brains plopped terrified as a treed
cat on our upright stance, our plover
quickstep trying to balance it all–but not
really. We don’t truly try for balance
but to get–to beget, to get get, have got,
get away–wanting both to sidestep the dance
and to caper wildly, to be both bird
and gingerbread–in our beaks, the last word–

Okay, so it doesn’t make much sense.  It’s a sonnet.  And it’s some late day in April, National Poetry Month.  I am linking this to Open Link Night on Real Toads, which has been terrifically supportive of this every-day-a-new-poem endeavor. Thanks to all of you as well.

PS- the drawing, like most here, is one of mine. (Much improved by having the help of an iPad.) All rights reserved.

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7 Comments on “A Re-telling”

  1. brian miller Says:

    ha. the perks far outweigh the responsibility…
    but they com hand in hand when we get get…i like the play around that k

  2. claudia Says:

    i like how you wove hansel in there with his breadcrumbs – and sometimes we really have to wonder about our balance and motivations… cool word play k.

  3. Brendan Says:

    I “get” it. Wonderful careen from womb to limb here, pecking and fretful and nervous to fly off. Human consciousness is so fraught with awareness it has no idea what to do with. Great illustrations at the top. Congrats for writing your way through April with so many fine contributions.

  4. hedgewitch Says:

    Karin you are thrumming away at the same string I think I was plucking last night, down to the birds in flight drawing–but you have produced something much more layered and questioning, with some absolutely killer images–the treed brain and the plover legs, the getting and begetting. You take the form and use its strengths, cutting away that weakness of sounding archaic it sometimes has, and fly with it. Really enjoyed this one, and…only one more day!!!

    • ManicDdaily Says:

      I chuckled when I saw yours actually–because of the synchronicity–returning to basics–chicken or egg.

      For me, I think I have two more days, as this one was actually for yesterday.

  5. Kay Davies Says:

    Wonderful, Karin, the beautiful birds, and the poem.

  6. ayala Says:

    Lovely poem and painting. 🙂

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