Pantoum...

Yesterday I went to a Yoga and Writing afternoon, which necessitated Leaving the County - just.

It was nice to meet a couple of new people and do some fairly gentle somatic exploration. And some wild-writing exercises ...

At the end of which we turned some of our phrases into a random sort of poem, loosely based on the structure of a 15C Malaysian form, called a Pantoum.

Except mine wasn't, of course. Because I had, by accident, already started to make a poem of my phrases...

Which was CHEATING.

But here is the result, anyway:

Autumn Leaves

So shall I die

thus upon the earth

will I lie

soft under a blanket

Thus upon the earth

will they play good music

soft under a blanket

red and green and gold

Will they play good music

back to the earth and sky and sea

red and green and gold

send me dancing on my way

Back to the earth and sky and sea

and shall I lie

send me dancing on my way

so shall I die