In the empty space
In the soft, still forest
Howled the wind lace
Howled the breath gust.
In the still, soft forest
I hunted for my shadow.
Howl of my breathy gust
painted a frost. Snow
hunted for my shadow.
I ran beyond, I ran behind,
painting frost beside snow
panting for this race—of a kind.
I ran beyond. I ran behind.
Then moonlight forced us pause.
Panting for this race of a kind,
we stood as ice, against the thaw.
Then moonlight forced us pause
and I stood shadowless.
We stood as ice, against the thaw
United one end: a shadow to possess.
And I, I stood shadowless
And ran the same, it to regain.
Snow and I united to possess
one of us the end in vain.
And ran the same to it regain
(Howl of the winded lace)
One of us the end in vain,
(In the empty space.)
Thank you so much for reading! This is a pantoum. It follows an abab rhyme scheme, with the 2nd and 4th lines repeated as the 1st and 3rd of the next stanza. The final stanza takes the 1st and 3rd lines from the initial stanza and inverts them as the 2nd and 4th.
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“When you are describing a shape, or sound, or tint, don’t state the matter plainly, but put it in a hint. And learn to look at all things with a sort of mental squint.” Lewis Carroll
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