On this 5 October, Laura Bloomsbury of dVerse Poets’ Pub has commended to us a Place of Five, using as a starting point Juan Filipe Herrara’s “https://poets.org/poem/five-directions-my-house”.
Laura explains:
… for today’s poetry prompt we are also taking “Five Directions to My House” as inspiration:
- write your poem in five stanzas of five lines per stanza (quintain)
- write as a Pentastich Quintain (unregulated rhyme, meter etc)
- each stanza is one of five ways to your house (real or imaginary)
- can be literal or metaphorical, measured in time, direction, etc or a mix
- the title is your own choice but must begin: “Five…………”
- include a reference to Hererra’s poem somewhere in your post
This is my quintain, leading through the four main compass directions and including the fifth as ‘Here’
Five Directions to my House of Here Northwards past the elvan foot of the dark sky region; past William Wallace's shriek for freedom; across the Boundary Fault Easewards is not a typographical mis. take what you need, only do not tease my conscience at Easter, Ross Southwards at Equinox when the bone horse plays around the firepit, whinneying foalishly as the embers consume our letting go On Western shores, the Pure Land of Amitabha glows crimson and whole- heartedly, cradling the egg of the Mind's universe Here i am at last, waiting for you - there, almost, without a name - aghast at what unfurled in the short nights and the longer twilights © Kathy Labrum McVittie 5 October 2023

“cradling the egg
of the Mind’s universe
Here i am at last, waiting
for you – there, almost, without a name -“
Love these lines.
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Thank you Melissa! I wrote these lines first, before the other stanzas, and then – recalling Laura’s instruction to incorporate from Herrara’s poem – I invited in the “almost, without a name”.
I really enjoyed the challenge last night, and then reading others’ poems this morning (UK time)
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You are welcome! I’m glad you enjoyed it. It gives me so much joy reading others’ work and connecting.
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A mystical place, feels like what I’ve read Valhalla is like…
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Oooh, Lisa, I don’t know much about Valhalla – I’ll look into that! Thank you for enjoying the mysticism (that’s an odd word to spell?)
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I don’t either, but it reminds me of what I do know about it. You’re welcome on your poem 🙂
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I love your fifth compass point, Kathy, right at the heart of the matter – ‘Here’ – and the aspirated ‘House of Here’ makes me feel breathless, as if I’ve travelled a long way to be here. My favourite lines are:
‘when the bone horse plays
around the firepit, whinneying
foalishly as the embers
consume our letting go’.
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You’ve got this, Kim! Thank you for seeing me …
The breathlessness of the incessant journey, the playfulness of the bone horse… my friend at Rowan Tree Cottage tends rescue-horses and uses them in people-therapy. She and I have also written poetry at her fire-pit, though the one in this poem relates to an Equinox women’s circle I was fortunate to join near Cambridge recently. Letting go what no longer served; letters burnt in the embers.
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Sounds wonderful – and not so far away from me here in Norfolk.
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Ha ha! she is in Rogart, Sutherland, in the north highlands of Scotland!
https://intothewildtherapy.co.uk/
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and you’re right, the second fire-pit I mentioned is not far from you x
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Superb! From the very opening line to the last – what a brilliant mix of images
“past William Wallace’s
shriek for freedom;
across the Boundary Fault”
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Ah, remembering the film Braveheart in which William Wallace puts an appearance at Stirling Castle, which we pass on day 2 of our journeys northwards.
Another place we go through is Elvanfoot, our half way point… also in verse one. My husband was raised nearby (Dumfries and Galloway now hosts ‘Dark Skies’ status so good for stargazing) and also remembers a local spot called Wallace’s Cave – same Wallace!
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This is absolutely perfect, the concept of a bone horse especially captivating. The whole poem make me think of mythology.
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Very happy to hear this from you, Bjorn! I love my work (play) being identified with the Mythic. I feel humbled (in a good way), earthed.
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poor william wallace. if i make it out your way, i might just set him free! very lovely indeed ❤
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Ah, poor WW indeed. He was despatched in a very unpleasant manner in London in 1305. But his spirit lives on wherever true Scots (and other romantics like me) meet…
(PS I was born in England, and so was my spouse, despite the name…)
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I like how you incorporated the compass points. The final stanza is my favorite. It’s the final stanza, but it also seems an opening to something magical.
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Ah Merril, thank you. “Five Directions” to me evokes the compass points plus one.
I spent the Pandemic Months exploring the Earth Path and the elements represented by the four main compass directions. In the Btitish tradition I learned: Earth in the North, Air in the East, Fire in the South, and Water in the West, although North American peoples have a different tradition.
The fifth/sixth directions evoke spirit teachers (upwards in many traditions) and the lower realm of animal spirit guides, ancestors. I have experienced gentle delights in shamanic drum journeys to these regions; these sometimes inform my poetry, as here.
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You’re welcome! Thank you for the explanation.
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I love your wordplay around Easewards and the mystery in the last stanza. Nothing has to be made completely clear in poetry…
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Ah thank you! I feel your validation of the mysteriousness.
And Easefulness is one of my biggest aspirations… May you too be at ease, Andrew!
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I like it very much!
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Thank you so much!
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Nice one
Much💛love
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thank you Gillena! I loved yours too, and how you interpreted the prompt, yet was unable to leave a comment.
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You did well with this prompt! I decided not to attempt this one.
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Thanks for your validation, Dwight! I enjoyed this prompt and wrote my 5×5 quite swiftly, even though overnight.
Also, since not so many others used it (this prompt), I was able to savour all the other quintains and comments, including yours!
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You are welcome. It is nice when you can read everyone’s post.
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