Seashell

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads:  Sunday Mini-Challenge: Shallows, Deeply

For your challenge today, let’s show there still be dragons below and within and around us. Find something deep in a shallow world.

And to make this somewhat true to a Mini Challenge, write deeply in a shallow space—use little, say much. (5 lines? 20? that’s between you and The Succinct Muse.)

And if you’re wondering how to cover both bases at once—to go deep sparingly–consider these lines from a poem Rilke wrote shortly before he died in 1925:

… Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two
contradictions … For the god
wants to know himself in you.

(Transl. Stephen Mitchell)

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Beauty
of a seashell
becomes visible soon
after it is unearthed and cleansed
of sand

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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9 Responses to Seashell

  1. ..and you know what… I have done that and witnessed how rubbing a (tiny) bit of oil on them after cleaning and then they shine and their colors glow.

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Ah yes! A nice interpretation of the prompt.

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  3. Yes.. maybe we just have to look for beauty.

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  4. Kerry O'Connor says:

    We should never forget to dig a little deeper.

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  5. Brendan says:

    With a little work — bending, digging, lifting, examining — the flat earth reveals is surprising and delightful depths. It’s what we do!

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  6. autumn shawl says:

    Sand makes me think of an hourglass, of a lifetime. So here, I think the shell, the soul, the person becomes truly beautiful only after the life, the physical world, is washed away.

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  7. Marian says:

    Cinquain! Lovely.

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  8. kim881 says:

    You’ve taken the prompt and run with it – beautiful!

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