Day 18 of NaPoWriMo with Read Write Poem. Somehow or other I missed Carolee’s lexical prompt on Thursday. I had fun with this, although it’s only a fragment which I hope to develop later. The word I chose was ‘fugitive’ and I think the following quote from Shakespeare may have been in my mind as I framed my first line:
Shylock: … you call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,
And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine,
(Shakespeare: ‘A Merchant of Venice’)
The locals call him drifter, hobo, bum,
apostate, absconder, escapee,
renegade, rebel, runaway,
I favour émigré, exile, political refugee.
Interrupted, disjoined, divorced, unplugged,
cleft from a branch of an ancient tribe;
ephemeral, short-lived, a shifting silhouette;
a canvas for fantasy.