Look further on ahead, there between truth and falsehood, a little empty space.
–Amrita Pritam
This house has
no walls—it emits no
sound, gathers no surroundings from the
air. It is this: a place to hesitate before
beginning. It constantly seeks out
less and less and still less,
a story
compressed in
side an ordering of
emptiness, a letting of going,
a happening of what and is not. Unfurnished,
it decorates its absence without
any punctuation.
Unsentenced.
Punam introduced us at dVerse to poet Amrita Pritam and gave us a selection of poetic lines to use as inspiration. I’ve written a triquain.
K. 
Kerfe, you’ve articulated, “a little empty space” in a way that gives it life.
P.S. I got your crow card yesterday in the post. You brought joy to my day with it. Thank you ❤
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Thanks Jade–I felt like that card was calling you.
I’ve got to start on my PoPo cards soon.
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You are welcome. I am joining a group about the 13 original Clan Mothers and will be creating some collage/art on them. It may be this years motif for the PoPo also. I need to stop stalling and pull out the art supplies again!
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That sounds great.
I keep getting distracted, but the postcards need to go up on the list.
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the birth of a moment
where it takes us
open to how true
we are to ourselves
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The birth of a moment–that’s just right. Thanks Ken.
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LOVE THIS! Wow pow — love this Kerfe! ✌🏼❤️
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Thanks Rob.
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Kerfe, you have furnished that “empty space” so beautifully with your words. The art work so compelling and adding meaning to your verse. Thank you. ❤️
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Thanks Punam. I’m pleased you like it.
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A perfect description in verse and image.
I almost picked that line, too.
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Thanks Merril. It jumped tight out at me.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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That last line stays with me.
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It’s meant to. Thanks Jane.
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That emptiness grows and overcomes everything. The absence is felt.
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Yes, it definitely takes up space. Thanks Grace.
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Stark and beautiful!
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Thanks Muri.
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So very well written!
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Thanks Petru.
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“A place to hesitate before beginning” holds so much anxious energy. Somehow I think of the Twos in the Minor Arcana.
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I’m not that familiar with most of the Minor Arcana, but it makes sense. And I know all about anxious energy.
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Empty space … never felt as full. Well done!!!
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Thanks Helen.
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Beautiful, inspired writing, Kerfe!
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Thanks ingrid, and thanks for being such a faithful reader.
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My pleasure!
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Asylum, what an odd word, isn’t it. Unwelcome of a sort, yet welcome too. Can’t explain but unsure if the title fits the poem itself (which is by any measure – wonderfully inspired – it is). Could near bring a tear for beauty’s sake. One more of yours to save and hope I have the good fortune to recall and read again, again.
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Thanks Neil, I always appreciate your careful readings.
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