Along the river bed,
long running with water
already washed through our hands,
long is not the hold we have to harbour,
long running with this water
no longer light at its level,
no longer smooth along its sands,
along this bend of river
I cast into the current, like a kiss
no longer catchable,
this weight no longer workable,
now on route to dissolvable.
From breath to bubble,
from breath to bubble and then trouble,
then off they blow,
splashing as they sparkle
and splutter on to spent.
I cast you into this current,
where shamrock slips to sapphire,
to let the past depart,
not sad of heart, not hard,
just a shadow of blue
in a bend of the bank
at the edge of expire.
To slip from soul like a skin
now shredded from recognition,
a cast off of character no longer cast
in this current condition.
We knit until we are knotted,
we weave patterns;
loops locked under chains,
some stitches saved and others slipped,
connected to a comfort
until they struggle under strains,
a fragile filigree
we cannot always wear,
hands can only hold
what wants to be held,
we are not fortunate
for the future to foresee,
we can not always follow,
sometimes even sheep
must make their own route
before they are wound as wool
or substance to swallow,
even the river bed must turn, in time,
twist at others, we are no straight line
but a collection of corrections
cast on and cast off,
We are more than characters
or thinly drawn caricatures,
I am more than this flesh you see,
you see; I can fester or I can be free.
I shed this skin of a former self,
here by the edge of this river running,
running onwards, searching for its shore,
searching for something more,
for its share of the truth,
I shed this skin to let the other
parts of me find their sea.
I cast into the river bed
this weight so the rest
can float and form and be.
All words and photographs by Damien B Donnelly
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7 thoughts on “CAST OFF”
I like the use of the different meanings of “cast off”, and the knitting theme. How we make something 3D out of something 2D.
Thanks Sarah! I was thinking how funny it was to ‘cast on’ to create and with just a simply word change, ‘cast off’ suddenly sounds so different and so much colder almost.
I always like references to stitching and fiber. They are such good metaphors for living.
The colors in the photos are magical too. I particularly like the first one–and the shadow! (K)
They are indeed! We always need a good metaphor or two!!
Such lovely images in words and photos, Damien. I like the knitting/sewing, as well as the river references. The light and shadows (cast) on the water is beautiful!
Thanks Merril! I’ve been knitting recently and I guess the ideas caught on!
Or you cast it off. 😉