If you have seen episode 11 of the Sandman on Netflix, you will have come across a writer who is flooded with ideas – so many ideas that he goes insane. One of those ideas was “a sestina about silence using the key words dark, ragged, never, screaming, fire, kiss“
I’ve written a few sestinas so I had to give it a go. If you aren’t familiar with the form, there are articles online about how to create one. It is a fun challenge and I encourage you to give it a try.
Here’s my version.
The hope of a thousand years is in the dark.
I had not planned to come here, ragged
breathless, empty of thought. No, never
in my life would I be found screaming
in a cabin devoid of fire
hoping in vain for an empty kiss
The world began with a kiss
that silently drew two people together in the dark.
only later, by the light of the fire
did they see their faces, how ragged
how disfigured, how screaming
with loneliness in a world that never
showed them love. No, never
in their lives had anyone wanted to kiss
them, for their hearts were screaming
in the silence, in the dark.
They had given up hope, like a ragged
butterfly finally admits it is time for the fire.
But then, by the light of the new fire
burning within them, a love they never
could have imagined bloomed from the ragged
holes in their hearts, a silent kiss
that made their fear of the dark
go away forever, screaming.
Silence is like this, a knowing that is screaming
into the void of existence, a knowing that fire
is the source of all that is dark,
because only there can light never
forget the first kiss
of a life that ragged.
Life that is smooth and easy, not ragged
with the fears of those screaming
fools who forgot what it is like to kiss –
that life is without fire.
Silence can’t be born from easiness, no, never.
It is born from hardship and the dark.
Oh ragged life, oh fire!
Tear forth from me screaming that I will never
forget the kiss of the dark.