Do you see it? That red glow,
low and clinging to the horizon,
unnerving in its ambiguity.
Even the stars recoil.
Oil and water, earth and sky—
I cannot reconcile them,
Embattled as they are—
Ardent and unmanned.
And so my children learn their place:
asymmetrical, the scales of power.
Were you about to argue?
You, with your injured pride?
I’d hold my tongue, if I were you.
You have nothing to fear.

In which I attempt an echo poem, which is harder than it seems. This one may have run off the rails a bit…

15 thoughts on “Discord

  1. Cheney Meaghan says:

    This was great, when I was reading it I didn’t even realize you were going for a specific type of poem. I really appreciate that you all at yeah write work so hard every week to bring your readers and contributors these awesome posts full of knowledge every week. Now I should really try taking up those challenges one of these days, but I always feel so pressed for time!


  2. rubybastille says:

    This might sound facetious but I mean it: this sounds like the most eloquent possible response to a Facebook troll – it’s dark and fearful and uneasy, but still noble and powerful. The lines about how children “learn their place: asymmetrical, the scales of power” stands out to me the most.


    • Christine says:

      … That’s pretty much exactly what I intended. I’m not kidding. If I’d been better with the title, it might have been clearer, but I was at a loss and then I was out of time.


      • rubybastille says:

        Hey cool! I liked having it slowly become clear to me, and it was even clearer on the second read, with “cannot reconcile them” and “ardent and unmanned.”

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  3. Donna-Louise Bishop says:

    The words you’ve used sound absolutely beautiful rolling off the tongue. I enjoyed the lines:

    “Do you see it? That red glow,
    low and clinging to the horizon,
    unnerving in its ambiguity.”

    And I also loved the sounds of ‘recoil’ and ‘reconcile’.

    This poem has some powerful undertones and I enjoyed the fact I could use the ambiguity to create my own sense of purpose and place within it – relating it to things happening in my own life. I hope that makes sense!

    Thanks for sharing.

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  4. d3athlily says:

    I’m with Tara. I don’t quite understand the poem, but the echo was spot-on! I was in awe of it especially here: “unnerving in its ambiguity. / Even the stars recoil.”


  5. Laissez Faire says:

    Some lines really jump at you at times android me…this one

    clinging to the horizon,
    unnerving in its ambiguity.

    I am afraid the poem went over my head, which is not unusual, lol. But that line spoke to me.


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