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By Talisker
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20 April 2008 |
The knot looks bigger
through a wine glass prism,
yet somehow more extricable.
The loops and whorls of fate,
somehow loosened.
If only I could pick out
a shortcut to resolution,
a fortuitous concurrence,
things would unravel.
Though deep inside I know
the indissoluble tangle,
which starts in the unknown,
ends in the unknown.
Oli 20/04/08
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Written by fellpony (1608 comments posted) 20th April 2008 | Like the knot, this poem demands re-reading and several attempts to unravel it. It has echoes of the Metaphysicals. Persistence in spite of knowing you won't succeed - is this courage or just bloodymindedness?  |
Written by NathanRoberts (277 comments posted) 20th April 2008 | | Oh, I like this. It's meditative. For me, it's the knot of discursive thought (which does tend to wane under the influence of alcohol, though that never leads to a solution as you rightly imply) as opposed to the deeper essence of mind; clear intuition...only unravelled in unknowing....and knowing. Ah, grasshopper, a very Zen kind of paradox. |
Written by Fledermaus (3281 comments posted) 20th April 2008 | | Mysterious piece Oli... I can only echo Sue on this one. | Untangling...
Written by Phil (6713 comments posted) 20th April 2008 | There's an odd word choice in there - unravel - which on another level could mean go to pieces. A solution sought - but all the time realising that means a journey into the unknown and a possible (and unpleasant) unravelling of self.
Perhaps I'm reading far too much in.
Whatever - there's a definite sense of scale here - both huge (nothing) and small. (self)
Lovely to see you here again.
Phil |
Written by Phil (6713 comments posted) 20th April 2008 | Bugger. I meant:
Whatever - there's a definite sense of scale here - both huge ( unknown) and small. (self)
Phil |
Written by mia_ms_kim (1017 comments posted) 20th April 2008 | I read this over and over again. What an apt title - this piece provokes a certain gritted-teeth determination to "unravel" it and triumph over the tangle. Reminds me of the Christian doctrine of original sin, a tangle genetically wired into one before conception, an original tangle that causes even more individualised tangles after birth, and untangling is a momumental task no humans are fit for. I'm glad of the way it finishes - releases me from the obsession to untangle. This piece, to me, is a reminder to be humble before the great unknown.
Mia  |
Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3351 comments posted) 21st April 2008 | Good to see one of the few names to tempt me back into the poetry forum. Phil summed it up for me in saying there's a sense of scale. There is something really huge about this in its meaning. It starts with a simple distortion [and I'm guessing the wine glass in significant] and in a few words encompasses the whole of metaphysics. This is done with such economy and drive. One knot for the whole complexity of life, perhaps? The word indissoluble caught my eye and with mention of wine, I wondered if it was the glass or its contents causing the knot to look bigger.
It provides no answer and no more it should. It leaves the reader thinking, which is enough.
Jane |
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