This poem’s inked
in white
There is time to breathe
inhale
exhale
with space
b e t w e e n
the words.
This poem’s sylla-
bled in calm
It’s a palimpsest of nought—
its thoughts
are mostly yours.
In space, stars are
both less
and more than dark.
Words will suffocate
alone
but need caesuras.
Space is neither white nor dark.
Today it’s Flash 55 at toads, and Kerry want us to add some thoughts about space. I continued a little with my thoughts on cubism and poetry and let it my 55 word be divided in several distinct thoughts around space, silence and words.As usual for my Saturday writing I will also link up to the Poetry Pantry tomorrow.
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October 1, 2016

I really like “syllabled in calm” – Wonderfully descriptive.
Thank you… also there is a bled in there… 🙂
Wow this is phenomenal. I love your cubist approach and your calming words reminding us to breathe
Wonderful–a totally new take on negative space, and that is such an important concept in art and life and, of course, poetry.
A meditative and philosophical poem – perhaps prone to elicit labyrinthine contemplations (as space is apt to do) – and yet, rendered with a clarity that is surprising and impactful..
The second stanza makes me feel like I’m being put into a trance…
I love the word “syllabled”. It sounds so active and full of things to be born. And the structure of the poem is just yummy.
In space…my husband and I were talking about how in space, no one can hear you scream, no one can hear the spacesnips exploding, although in Star Wars, you always can. And you used one of my favorite words: palimpsest. It seems you hit it all in your poem,
Woohoo! Now I know what a palimpsest is! Thank you!
palimpsest of nought—
its thoughts
are mostly yours…. what wonderful ruminations… spectacular.
“It’s a palimpsest of nought—
its thoughts
are mostly yours.”….this reminds me a line of Tagore, “the hue of my consciousness makes the emerald green”…love this approach of looking from various perspectives…
To even evoke a connection to the great Tagore make me humble.
I must confess like others I rushed to the dictionary to check on some of the words which are deftly used in this captivating writing.
Björn you are a b(j)orn cubist – what a fine job you’ve made of describing the space(s) on a page! What a way to go:
‘In space, stars are
both less
and more than dark.
Words will suffocate
alone
but need caesuras.
Space is neither white nor dark.’
We are happily lost in ‘stars are both less and more than dark’ – a shining poem indeed
Brilliant 55 💖 especially love ‘sylla-bled in calm’ 🙂
Ah, This is fantastic, Bjorn – it make me poem envious!
I love the sense of space you have created here and how you have focused on the gaps between things rather than the things themselves.
It’s a palimpsest of nought—
its thoughts
are mostly yours.
Superb.
So thoughtful and interesting…like notes of music, sometimes words need space in which to resonate…our consciousness will work to connect them well enough and transcend what would seem to be otherwise empty. Very well done.
I like the original and unique way that you looked at space, Bjorn! I like the idea of inhaling / exhaling with space between words!
This is so calming, Bjorn. It conveys the sense space so many of us lack these days. You’re your word choice is masterful, as is the space you create by splitting the syllables of “syllabled” onto two lines. :o)
“It’s a palimpsest of nought—
its thoughts
are mostly yours.”
This is so true after the birth from the artist the rest is left up entirely to the audience. Happy Sunday Bjorn
much love…
I love this! Perfect pauses and breaks. Great work, Bjorn.
“Inked in “white” makes me think of a wedding dress made of white ink. (Also, I’ve always wanted a white tattoo, but that’s neither here nor there.) So I think this is about allowing space in a relationship for breathing and calming down, maybe when in an argument. (I had a huge fight with my husband yesterday, so I’m sure that’s guiding my reading.) Anyway, if you keep on fighting, verbally, throwing around angry words, you only make it worse. If you take a “time out,” then maybe you can get some perspective and settle the matter more reasonably.
This is an excellent poem, as you well know. I very much like how you’ve blended in elements of De’s writing style.
This is a poem of peacefulness. So lovely, especially the stars that are less than, and more than dark.
Stupendous write.
For a poem about what isn’t in a poem, this piece was very effective to me. Though I must admit special love for the the lines, “in space starts are more and less dark.” I felt that couplet tied the poem together nicely. Well done Bjorn!!!!
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“…Shariputra, form does not differ from emptiness, emptiness does not differ from form. Form itself is emptiness, emptiness itself form.” The Heart Sutra
You did well with the theme 🙂
What a great quote to tie it together… thank you
beautiful. I love the title inked in white. makes me imagine writing with a white pen on the night sky. 🙂
this stanza really got me:
In space, stars are
both less
and more than dark.
i’d like to capture that in an art piece.
brilliant as always.
stacy
http://www.warningthestars.com/
Nice sense of space and pace. I like poetry with windows open, a light airy room and lines that don’t buckle.
Brilliant! and visually and philosophically accurate, at least to this reader. I did think in the spaces, calmly, and then the narrator began to talk to me! Very cool.
Beautifully written Bjorn – I like pace of the writing, it guides me to read it with pause.
The last line is one of those “wish I had written that” moments. Great title too.
What an amazing vocabulary we have here, thoroughly enjoyable poem .
I adore this – so full of paradox.
Space is neither white nor dark.
Very powerful assertion and sets one thinking what space is really like. More so with the most provocative image of empty space!
Hank
inked in white and pure pleasure to read
Just lovely. Really needed. Thanks, Bjorn! k.
the poem flows very effortlessly, but i think a lot of thought went into the placement of the spaces and breaks. a work of art in itself. 🙂
i believe ‘space’ to be an entity on its own, without color.
I think Malevich would agree…space is neither black or whit, but can be made so.
Sorry, I meant “white.”
I like the idea of linked in white. I do use that technology for things I don’t want people to read, yet they will be accessible for Google to find. I used it in my other blog’s current post, hiding the answer to my quiz. The answer is written in white but will show up when the blank space is high-lighted. That won’t work with this pretty pale green.. You will have to use pale green ink.
Want to hide from Google and searches? Then “space b e t w e e n
the (letters within) the words, words like S E X or something we want to not acknowledge being copyrighted material.
Good thinking (between the lines?), Bjorn. Just plain clever subject matter for a poem.
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🙂 Sorry I haven’t returned your comment to my other poem. We left home Saturday for Mrs. Jim’s family reunion in Louisisana at 5:15AM and didn’t return until about nine that night. It was about a 275 drive each way. 25 miles extra for a detour this time.
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I plan catch up but probably not completely yet today.
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You’re right: It’s the spaces that make the poem!
………….. sitting in the quiet ……….
What a great poem. Syllabled in calm, with space for my thoughts. Such a cool notion.
“This poem’s sylla-bled in calm” and “Space is neither white nor dark.” Great lines
Love the “thoughts are mostly yours”….and I think how true that every poem in the end becomes what our own thoughts make of it…the pieces and the pauses of it…bkm
ah, I like the dichotomy, the paradox, the opposites, here ~
Love the line “It’s a palimpsest of nought”….superb read 🙂