A Swing at the Sublime

Written 1/19/2010, here is another Pitch from my ENGL 285 Creative Writing Class. The goal for this one was to venture into the sublime. As this was largely a workshop class, the writers were encouraged to constantly challenge themselves. So, I challenged myself by forcing myself to write poetry. So, here it is. Enjoy.

The picture is from a gallery of photos from Duvall, WA, my hometown.

Pitch #3: A Swing at the Sublime

Down the hill, through the misty valley,

A green latticed cage appears, reflecting headlights,

Standing between the world of movie-theaters, high school, and college busy,

The Ivory Tower that manufactures thinkers, the purchased thoughts wasted with thoughtless drinks,

And then the alternate, waiting world of horse breath, water-hauling, whistle calls, and true-life wisdom,

Past pain of broken bodies and men and hearts inspires fear, stirring and mingling and feeding inexplicable joy and the fierce protection of innocence by the old dog and his herd.

The inapplicable peels off, revealing the soft belly-fur of barn-cat and shepherd-dog.

~ Brittanie V.