Ink

As I write 
I’m in between
the space of work
and home yet seen
I fill my time
in this nowhere land
writing poetry
without a brand
brandless poetry
there’s a thought
cos without a brand
it comes to nought
do I care?
not really no
I do it for pleasure
not for the show
but if I’m honest
I’d like it seen
by some of the public
ah, that’s just a dream
I sit on the train
I write in between
I write and think
what does it mean
this purposeless ink?

Thanks to Dora. This week’s dVerse poetics challenge was to use the concept of liminal in a work. I found myself writing in exactly that space, as I often do. Sorry, I missed the Mr Linky cut though!

8 thoughts on “Ink

  1. Sean, I can relate to these musings on writing between spaces our “brandless poetry” which too often seems to fall between the cracks into “nowhere land.” I love the ruminative tone throughout, the realization that it’s the “personal pleasure” that spurs us most which seems to answer your concluding rhetorical question. Not “purposeless ink” though the audience be limited.

    This fine poem reminded me of Dylan Thomas’ “In My Craft of Sullen Art” — one of my favorites of his.

    (ps. I have added the link to this post to Mr. Linky to share with our community where time is a floating concept for now and we don’t like poetry to slip through the cracks 🙂

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    • Thank you Dora, that is very kind of you.

      For so many people who are creative in the many various fields of artistry, I think the cracks are only getting bigger. More and more people compete for attention. There is evermore distraction. Of course, now there is the artificially generated factor as well.

      Such things make places like dVerse very worthwhile. Even though I am not a consistently active participant, I am grateful for the prompts. the other poets and to those of you who keep it going. One day I will find the time to engage more fully.

      I also have great appreciation for Dylan Thomas. When I read his work or listen to him read it isn’t uncommon for me to wish I could write the way he did. What fabulous observations and then there is that remarkable Welsh accent!

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