Inspired by the images from Paul Brookes’ ekphrastic challenge.
Not Apokalypsis and more Ragnarök than Götterdämmerung
When the birds are all netted up,
like stars, a forgotten constellation,
trees branched in dead twigs,
ready to combust in air incandescent,
all our seas incarnadine,
no clear water between,
the last flicker will be bright
as damselflies, dancing
on the stream, once.
I love “incarnadine.” We had similar thoughts, except I had a hopeful one with the birds first. We both ended with the dragonflies/damselflies.
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I read your poems before I wrote mine, so maybe you influenced me. I really don’t know how those first two images could be anything other than disastrous.
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I didn’t see Karen’s as disastrous, but looking at it again, I can see how it could be. Maybe because I saw her image first when I was writing.
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There’s a nasty ‘traditional’ method of catching small birds in Europe and probably everywhere, of using a captured bird to call a whole flock that gets caught in nets or stuck in glue. That’s what I saw in the image.
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Oh, that’s horrible. I’m glad I didn’t see that!
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Local specialities.
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😡
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😂🤪
& second line – The Finns have not forgotten that constellation : Linnunratta. I do not know much about Finnish mythology… Unfortunately.
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Someone must remember it. There’s not much you don’t know about mythology!
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There’s not much I remember actually. I have to rely on bullshit most of the time. It’s a good thing I live in an agrarian civilization. I’m well versed in it.
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I think you probably have gathered a lot of what many people disparagingly call ‘useless information’. It’s not useless, obviously. It’s often what’s most important, but it rarely comes with a reference. I ‘know’ a lot of stuff, which is probably only half-right. Still, half is better than ignorance.
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Half is definitely something with a point, in the human number system.
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It goes with ‘you can’t have everything’ and ‘better than nowt’.
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You have to divide by zero to have everything, Jane. I have that on good authority from the Newt All, a mathematical genius. But he can’t seem to count past 1 0
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Good think I don’t want everything. Maths was never my strong point.
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You prefer Khayyam’s wine to his calendar then? What’s the point of leap seconds when we’re all drunk on rosé?
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Not drunk, because you can’t savour the moments. Just euphoric is best. And I’m not the kind of person who can get euphoric over sums.
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Sum are liars, and some lyres. His poetry explored the agony and ecstasy, I think, rather than what we usually term drunkenness or euphoria. There was something more to his wine and roses.
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There was poetry. Look at Coleridge high as a kite but he wrote some great lines.
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That first image does look like the end of the world. I hope we will be gone long before we ignite that final blast. (K)
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I do too, but some of our bloodline might still be around. Not that we’d know…
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