‘To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night’ (Gilbran)
A heart stony with winter’s chill,
and starved from arteries frozen still,
needs gradual and gentle thaw
that penetrates the very core.
When temperatures start to climb
after months of deepest wintertime,
shaking itself with a timid shiver,
the heart becomes a singing river.
Kim M. Russell, 8th December 2020
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Poetics: Stepping off the sidewalk
This Tuesday, Laura is back to challenge us with a mystical poetics prompt. She says that “a major distractor these days is politics which, with Covid-19, has become increasingly personal and intrusive in our day to day lives. Moreover, the enlightened notion of ‘awakening’ has been bastardised within the current ideology of ‘wokeness’ and with it we are more divisive, more intolerant, more consumed by worldly things.” Which is why she asks us to step off the sidewalk for a while and take our inspiration from poets who explore the mystical and spiritual.
She gives us the example of C.S. Lewis answering the question he poses in ‘An Expostulation’, which she says seems to be answered in the poetry of Han Shan. Other examples she gives us are R.S. Thomas’s ‘The Bright Field’, which embodies glimpsing and forgetting, Din-Attars poem about being lost in a daydream, and Mary Oliver’s ‘Praying’.
For this Poetics challenge, she asks us to let our imaginations become springboards to the mystical or sacred by choosing ONE of eight fragments from the mystic poets, and including the words in our poems or titles, or writing them as Epigraphs at the start of our poems.
I chose ‘To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night’ (Gilbran).