Great Waves of contradiction meet in foam,
the after-spray falls cool and wet on your face.
The ever-present reminder:
You don’t even know what you want,
given all known options as choices,
For you are afraid.
and the grave feels safer than your life.
Love wants to show the way to life: run to your greatest fear
Just like you did. Just like you wanted to
Demand what you desire.
Never let the mist dampen a dream.
You must let the fresh splash awaken you.
Go forward now.
And now for our prompt (optional, as always). I call this one “The Shapes a Bright Container Can Contain,” after this poem by Theodore Roethke, which I adored in high school – and can still recite!
This prompt challenges you to find a poem, and then write a new poem that has the shape of the original, and in which every line starts with the first letter of the corresponding line in the original poem.
I used Rilke’s “Go to the Limits of Your Longing“. Each line starts with the same letter as the original poem, has exactly the same stanza format, syllable count, capitalization, and even punctuation. I didn’t mean for it to have any thematic mirroring, but it kind of does. As I’ve said a million times – you can’t control the muse.