Wildness in Check

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub  (posted by Linda Lee Lyberg)

Poetics:  Songs of Unreason

"Today I have a Jim Harrison challenge for you."

When I find myself struggling for inspiration, my go to is Jim Harrison’s work. For whatever reason, his words always speak to me and inspire. So today I am sharing with you lines from eight different pieces in the book Songs of Unreason. The challenge is to pick one line and use it as an epigraph for a poem inspired by the line. You may write your poem in any form you wish."

Here are the eight lines I have chosen from  Songs of Unreason:

“There is a human wildness held beneath the skin.”- Arts, Jim Harrison

“He went to sea in a thimble of poetry.”- Poet Warning, Jim Harrison

“In truth each day is a universe in which we are tangled in the light of stars.”- Horses, Jim Harrison

“I don’t know what happens after death but I’ll have to chance it.”- Desert Snow, Jim Harrison

“Yes, in the predawn black the slim slip of the waning moon.”- Remote Friends, Jim Harrison

“Some days in March are dark and some altogether glittery and loud with birds.”- March in Patagonia, AZ, Jim Harrison

“We’re doubtless as old as our mothers, thousands of generations waiting for the sunlight.”- Sunlight, Jim Harrison

“After last night’s storm the tulip petals are strewn across the patio where they mortally fluttered.”- Church, Jim Harrison

A fear of what lurks
in our brain, heart,
and in our arms
covered in shades
of skin–seemingly

A fear of what we
are capable of
without restriction
imposed by society,
and ourselves.

How would it feel
to scream out loud,
wrap arms around
a gentle smiling
elephant, or live
an outdoor life–
our lullaby, the cry
of a lone wolf?

Our bonds of humanness 
are kept in control,
but, what if there
were no limits?

("There is a human wildness held beneath the skin.")


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 Wildness in Check

  1. I think many of of us long for that kind of freedom, especially in these days of uncertainty. Beautiful!


  2. Helen Dehner says:

    Love where you went Sara … way out of bounds in this case is perfect!


  3. Ingrid says:

    It is good to dare to imagine life beyond those limits!


  4. Zelda Winter says:

    Wow-good, totally.


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