Kite

A kite without a string.
North wind blows,
Kite goes south.
South wind blows,
Kite goes north.

Fraught,
Intemperate,
Wanting only
To soar.

Reviews

[Gaia Octavia]

Glad to see a new piece.
There's almost a freedom in having no string; nothing connecting you to something - or someone - that can alter your course. But it does take work to keep slipping out of that noose. To keep everything a safe distance away. That has its own turmoil, inside and out, which keeps it from truly feeling like freedom. To me, I felt that in this piece.
The imagery is masterful and fully formed within the first few lines. Enjoyable, almost comedic for a moment. The discordant nature of the imagery and the meaning I took from it was a great representation of the unease often felt when someone tries to tie their string to you.

But that's just my take. As always, well done and thoroughly enjoyable. I look forward to more.

[Zugzwang]

Hi Gaia,
Thanks for the well thought out review. This piece is my take on spiritual poetry, as I've been reading a lot of zen poetry, haiku and associated forms.
I see youve written a bit yourself...I'll get around to looking at ut after I finish exams. Only four more days!
Back to the books.
Ooh and I'm studying poetry next semester. Finally!

[Gaia Octavia]

That will be great, I loved my poetry course. Good luck on exams!