Day Five: Weaving the Allotted Lengths

Destiny by Maria L. Berg 2022

Destiny

Destiny is a fascinating concept: “a predetermined course of events often held to be an irresistible power or agency” (Merriam Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary tenth edition). It is human nature to want to have a purpose, to search and strive to find the why of existence. But why try if the course of events is predetermined? “It’s my destiny” sounds so final and important, but what if I’m destined to fail, or destined to die a horrible death? I would rather believe I have purpose and free will. Destiny’s tricky.

Luckily for today’s images, my abstract noun is also a proper noun that answers today’s NaPoWriMo prompt. The Destinies, also known as the Fates in Greek Mythology, are three goddesses who assign the portions and weave the destinies of the lives of both the humans and the gods. Their names are Clotho (The Spinner), Lachesis (The Allotter) and Atropos (The Unturning).

Inspired by these Destinies, I wove thin copper wire into my triangle shape filter and used my strand of purple LEDs with the pastel LEDs in the mirrorworld.

The Destinies by Maria L. Berg 2022

The Prompts

NaPoWriMo

Today’s challenge is to write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual.

Poem A Day

Today is the first Two for Tuesday of this year’s challenge. The prompts are:

  1. Write a Make Sense poem, and/or…
  2. Write a Don’t Make Sense poem.

dVerse Poets Pub

Today at dVerse, there’s a repetition prompt which I’m excited to add to today’s creation. Sarah challenges us to use anaphora with a repeating verb from this list:

  • remember
  • dream
  • eat
  • choose
  • love
  • fear
  • hope
  • paint
  • lose

I love how the prompts are coming together today. “I choose” feels like the perfect phrase for the Destinies while doing something unusual.

The Poem

Weaving the Allotted Lengths

Clotho: I choose to reweave the threads.
Let me spin the azure and gold.
Lachesis: I choose the threads cut short I’ve collected.
Let matching the hues be sent to Hades.
Atropos: I choose to leave it as is, and not
Let you neglect our destinies.

Clotho: I choose to match the original texture,
Though some of the strands have worn.
Lachesis: I choose this length never assigned.
Though short and course, give it a chance.
Atropos: I choose not to be as silly as you two wasting time.
Though time we do not control, you know.

Clotho: I choose to replace the rubber backing,
As I do not know the way, who will help?
Lachesis: I choose Atropos to approach the tree
As she is obviously not busy.
Atropos: I choose to ignore you both
As the rubber tree has no use for me.

Clotho: Then I choose a tighter weave and when we
bathe we will see if it holds.
Lachesis: Then I choose a longer, more twisted strand
bathed in waterproof coating.
Atropos: And I choose not to repair this ridiculous bathmat at all. We bathe in the light of falling stars, for Olympus’s sake.

Destined by Maria L. Berg 2022

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