Honing in on the Zone

More than a door, this opening
we do not simply enter but go by the way
of wings, a jump, a tumble even
the slip sliding launch: Gangway!
and then such strangeness
in upended elements; time lingers
with bated breath, long enough
to catch alight in a blue flame
to sink to the seabed, like a leaf
to grow in an earth of glories
to think – and so the door opens
we do not simply leave but go by the way
of shock, a leap of logic, a slap even
and all thoughts of the portal vanish

For this Tuesday's Poetics prompt, I followed Anamol through the Portal

44 Comments on “Honing in on the Zone

  1. I love the thought of your portals being more like trapdoors than portals… just like this we tumble through life, just walking those one-way streets without even noticing.

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  2. AH! That is so good — there’s more than just one way to make that entrance/pass through a portal. I love the rhythm and the jumps here, especially the pause and action at the word “Gangway”. You have captured it so well in a succinct manner. 🙂

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  3. I love the energy and surprise in this poem, Laura, the ‘slip sliding launch: Gangway!’ and the shift to the ‘strangeness in upended elements’ almost as if one has slipped down a wormhole into another dimension, with vibrant colours of a blue flame and a leaf ’in an earth of glories’. I think I prefer to ‘go by the way of shock’ or a ‘leap of logic’ – they leave no time to think.

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    • thank you Robin – all the ways except stepping through and hence we struggle to write or draw and wait for the Muse to give us a push 😉

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  4. Sometimes the portals require a leap of faith! I liked your poem.

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  5. I love this turning point in our journey:

    go by the way
    of shock, a leap of logic, a slap even
    and all thoughts of the portal vanish

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  6. A great description of portals of life we must go through! … and the door slams shut with no memory of the previous one! Very nice!

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  7. Though we are born under a veil of forgetfulness, losing much of what we learned in previous lives, I believe that older mature souls do not forget what they glimpsed within portals seen and imagined; rather they gather more pieces to the puzzle of life, catalog them, and save that knowledge and experience for the next life.

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  8. When we’d like to just step through, we slip, slide, and fall…Gangway! It can all be rather disorienting.

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  9. All thoughts of the portal vanish. a profound thought, that when one passes through a passage, it becomes as it were, redundant and inconsequential, the opening that once loomed so large is subsumed just to the fact of being where we are, in a new place. Wherever you go, there you are. Interesting to think how an opening is more than a door. Do we perish with the passing, or are we changed?

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  10. I like the changes of pace, Laura- the sudden surprise of being somewhere different, the pause to watch a leaf, time stretching, and then the movement on. So much of life is like that – the change builds up unnoticed, and then suddenly tips us into somewhere new and different.

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  11. The ending is so powerful, “we do not simply leave but go by the way
    of shock, a leap of logic, a slap even
    and all thoughts of the portal vanish” and we forget that we made the leap, up in the stratosphere previously unimaginable…

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  12. I enjoyed this active journey into upended elements. I hope no one shows up to slap me out of it. Very little chance of that. 🙂

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  13. I saw a shamanic journey or perhaps a spiritually guided hallucinogenic trip. I loved all the techniques mentioned in the previous comments – all those action verbs denoting sudden movements. They grounded the poem somehow even in the act of keeping it moving.

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    • I really appreciate your feedback Christine – you have tuned in to the intent – I guess when I think of tapping into creativity it is such a journey you described even without the aids of pill or poppy.

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