Today — a portal

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both – Robert Frost

What if — today
is crossroad-different,
a path diverging,
maybe mountainwards
or deeper valleywards
into forests or back home.
instead of leading
on and further onwards — straight?

What if — today
you have a choice to turn leeway
instead of being helm-tied
with the pole-star burning brightly
for the curse of course,
the damned direction
you’ve been born to keep?

What if — today
there is a portal opened skyward
leading upwards from the ennui
of being shackled
to the gravity of yore and to the dun of yesterday?

What if – tomorrow
is bright instead of being
grey and quarrelsome
like today?

Crossroads Grey by Leon Polk Smith

Today Anmol hosts at dVerse on the subject of portals, to me, a portal (of interest) has to be a choice or opportunity that leads you to something different from where you are.

May 19, 2020

31 responses to “Today — a portal

  1. I really like the refrain of ‘What if’ and how that corresponds to what you feel about portals. There are many options here to choose from. Well-penned, Björn! 🙂

  2. I’m with Anmol – ‘What if’ works so well as a refrain, an echo through the portals, and I see what you mean about Robert Frost and that road not taken, Björn. I also, like Laura, like the contrasts, especially the lines:
    ‘you have a choice to turn leeway
    instead of being helm-tied
    with the pole-star burning brightly
    for the curse of course’
    and I love:
    ‘What if – tomorrow
    is bright instead of being
    grey and quarrelsome
    like today?’

  3. This is flipping incredible, Bjorn! Way to go!

    Sheesh, these sections are amazing:

    “crossroad-different”

    “instead of being helm-tied
    with the pole-star burning brightly
    for the curse of course,
    the damned direction
    you’ve been born to keep”

    “there is a portal opened skyward
    leading upwards from the ennui
    of being shackled
    to the gravity of yore”

  4. The third part is my favorite Bjorn. I specially love sudden twist and many possibilities of tomorrow, from today.

    What if — today
    there is a portal opened skyward

  5. “Staying home” is a choice, and a damned good one. Venturing out bareback into the pestilence and contagion is like playing hopscotch on the freeway. This is a poem of/for hope, and the wordsmithing is excellent.

  6. kaykuala

    The last stanza gives it a semblance of salvation, a nearness to it being possible, not something that is not readily able to be saved!

    Hank

  7. Really like this poem – particularly the use of all kinds of directions
    I’m so glad you didn’t stick to crossroads but took us to other configurations – lots of fresh imagery here. Favorite lines:

    “helm-tied
    with the pole-star burning brightly
    for the curse of course,
    the damned direction
    you’ve been born to keep?”

  8. There is some great word play here, Björn. I see these as questions that likely can’t be answered until the moment those options are faced.

  9. mmmh I like your definition of a ‘portal’, very thought provoking!

    Your poem is deeply reflective, doubtful yet hopeful at the same time …

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