Touched, or: Slightly mad

A sijo

tentatively, I approach the words 
with faint recognition; 
upon reflection, they sharpen, 
seeming ever more familiar; 
the limits of understanding 
come into focus; I'm touched 

Sijo?

A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains a pause near the middle, similar to a caesura, though the break need not be metrical. The first half of the line contains six to nine syllables; the second half should contain no fewer than five. Originally intended as songs, sijo can treat romantic, metaphysical, or spiritual themes. Whatever the subject, the first line introduces an idea or story, the second supplies a โ€œturn,โ€ and the third provides closure. Modern sijo are sometimes printed in six lines.


What Do you See? #185

For WDYS, Sadje offers us this image of a hand touching a mirror, which shows a reflection of the hand. [Image credit: Jenna Hamra, Pexels]


Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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52 thoughts on “Touched, or: Slightly mad”

  1. Slightly Mad…
    With her eyes absently resting on his face; she was in reality reflecting that a declaration would take some time to make
    The Poet talks to each of us in language cut to our different understandings.ย 
    And I agree
    Beautiful poetry,
    {Most Definitely}
    Touched
    Time, it’s changing me
    It’s hard to see who I am
    Touched, I’m touched by
    many things
    So many things I don’t
    understand
    But seasons pass and I discover
    Above all this there’s another
    Helping me to hold on to what
    is timeless
    – Timeless by Selah

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