At dVerse, Sarah is hosting Poetics and has asked us to choose one of her selected titles for a poem.
dVerse Poets – Poetics – Travels in the Wild
“The wilderness holds answers to more questions than we have yet learned to ask.” Nancy Newhall
Travelling In The Wilderness I transcended my compass, feeling my way through the travail of twixt and twain, learning not to hold my breath as the trail became uncertain of itself as it meandered through the scenes and acts of my stage as a collect of vagaries, testimony to an amorphous life melded with lace wings and stringy-bark, and all manner of slivery, silent coves as irruption of mind in a mindless world of discontinued annals, such is the way of this wilderness road of discovery. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Life is indeed a ‘wilderness road of discovery”! Good write!
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It certainly has felt that way, thank you Beverly
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This was fun to read Paul. It was also a sobering bit of writing. I enjoyed it. Well written.
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This wilderness world of discovery.” That it is, with so much to teach us about Being. And Peace.
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Ah, a soul friend who knows – yes indeed Sherry, attending and listening, I keep asking how hard could that be? Thank you, really appreciated your comment.
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I feel that wilderness is a place to get lost… for real or as a metaphor…
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I sure believe that Bjorn, either way, but I do find if I get lost on purpose geographically in the bush my mind goes wilderness wandering too. Wonderful to lose one’s self in the bush.
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Wilderness is a necessity.
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It sure is Rupali.
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And such is life.
Well done, Paul.
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It sure is that way, much appreciated Ken.
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I like the mention of holding the breath in a poem that demands you read it all in one breath. I like the way the poem becomes a wilderness trail itself, meandering and taking us deeper into uncertainty.
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I love how you have noticed those two elements, they are so crucial to the whole purpose, I was a bit breathless writing it too. Thank you so much Sarah.
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I particulary like “I transcended my compass.” It’s a line to pause on.
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There is that moment, I’m certain others know it, when we leave certainty and trust in the moment. Thank you Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Love this piece just Because ” I Transcended “🤗So Beautifully Said🤗
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Thank you so much 🙂
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You also went for a wander in the wilderness of the mind! I really enjoyed this, loved all the alliteration, especially:
‘an amorphous life melded with
lace wings and stringy-bark, and all
manner of slivery, silent coves as
irruption of mind in a mindless world’
It does seem pretty mindless sometimes, so we need to mind ourselves!
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Yes, I’m finding that I have to take extra care at present, thank you so much Ingrid.
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This is beautifully rendered. I love; “silent coves as irruption of mind in a mindless world of discontinued annals.” 💝
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Thank you Sanaa, I love your response to this 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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✨✨😊
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The windy road of discovery in wilderness was a pictureque view with open ended questions never quite answered.. thus the beauty of life. Nice job Paul. ❤️ Cindy
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Many thanks Cindy, I think you know this stuff well. 🙂
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You’re most welcome. Some days I think so too-:). 🥰
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🙂
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I see the wilderness as being the real world, all that humans have created is the illusion
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Yes, and deadly at that.
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You make an adventure even more momentous in my memories by conjuring such detail and feelings
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Poetic liberty 🙂
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