Until, NaPoWriMo


Odilon Redon, “Béatrice,” [Public domain] Wikipedia

She said, “never me,”

a woman who played in purple seas

her hot-honeyed-head

sun-shot, smelling of the wind.


She said, “never me,”

as rain recalled

sky-shine on water

and the moon sang a symphony.


She whispers, “never me,”

for a thousand springs

of diamond-pink-petaled gardens—


and then in shadow light,

crushing the bitter mean-blooded,

she cries, “Why not me?”


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Day 20 of NaPoWriMo challenges us to use ordinary speech in a poem. I’ve done that in other poems, so I didn’t feel compelled to follow the prompt. However, the Oracle came through (of course) with a spoken phrase, which I repeated.

25 thoughts on “Until, NaPoWriMo

  1. My father told me this story – students were busy writing their philosophy paper at Oxford, screeds and screeds to the question “Why’? One student (I suspect my father) sat still for a long long time and eventually wrote down two words and left the hall. The words were ‘why not?’ So, why not me?

    Your photo and words are lovely thank you .. 🙂

  2. I could read the “never me” to “why not me?” So many different ways, and all of them would be apt (in my humble opinion). The best kind of
    poem. And like everyone else, love the “honey-headed.”

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