What has became of the dragons?
Are they in the oceans,
leaving trails of scales and seaweed
on every rock and shore?
Will I hear dragons roar
In the echo of a thunderstorm,
see tails in forks of lightning
or scorched breath in burling clouds?
Are there dragons lurking in lava and ore
deep within the earth’s core?
What are they forging?
Kim M. Russell, 18th April 2018
My response to The Poetry School NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 18: Questions
Ali says that often the best poems don’t come from a place of certainty but uncertainty — uncertainty is what allows exploration, surprise and novelty. His example of a poet who resisted the urge to reach his dotage and set up a wisdom shop is Pablo Neruda, who continued to ask questions right up to his death: The Book of Questions, completed only a few months before he died, is a collection of brief poems composed entirely of questions.
Ali would like us to focus on the first four poems in Neruda’s book as our example poems. Our own poems should be made up either entirely or mostly of a question or questions.