Week 10 Story: Sussistinnako the Solipsist
Sussistinnako the Solipsist
alone, spinning ceaselessly
lines of the stars
web of the universe,
weaving tiredlessly, alone
entrenched by nothingness,
I am swallowed by the vastness
spread as far as I can fling
the string of my hope -
it never catches, falling back
into my hands
I tie knots in my string,
the filament of my desire
to end the solitary confiment
I was born into
the design I thread
is the only needle sewing closed
the gap between emptiness
and fullness
finally, two parcels I graced
and sang, sang, sang,
of love and sadness and great joys
until
children born of my own gossamer
come forth wrapped in the guaze
of ivory twins, silken daughters
I brought forth to end
my loneliness
did I end
my loneliness
or have I only prolonged
happiness
did I create
my happiness
or have I only weaved
my loneliness
i construct, i destroy, i am all
fruit of my loom,
the blanket woven of my hand,
it is me
alone, spinning ceaselessly
lines of the stars
web of the universe,
weaving tiredlessly, alone
Author's Note: This poem is based upon Spider's Creation from Myths and Legends of California and the Old Southwest by Katharine Berry Judson (1912). This myth indicates that the spider - Sussistinnako - was the first being in the lower world who then created the other important figures of the lower world. I used his character as a creator in this poem, really capitalizing on the solipsistic feeling I got while reading the story.
alone, spinning ceaselessly
lines of the stars
web of the universe,
weaving tiredlessly, alone
entrenched by nothingness,
I am swallowed by the vastness
spread as far as I can fling
the string of my hope -
it never catches, falling back
into my hands
I tie knots in my string,
the filament of my desire
to end the solitary confiment
I was born into
the design I thread
is the only needle sewing closed
the gap between emptiness
and fullness
finally, two parcels I graced
and sang, sang, sang,
of love and sadness and great joys
until
children born of my own gossamer
come forth wrapped in the guaze
of ivory twins, silken daughters
I brought forth to end
my loneliness
did I end
my loneliness
or have I only prolonged
happiness
did I create
my happiness
or have I only weaved
my loneliness
i construct, i destroy, i am all
fruit of my loom,
the blanket woven of my hand,
it is me
alone, spinning ceaselessly
lines of the stars
web of the universe,
weaving tiredlessly, alone
Author's Note: This poem is based upon Spider's Creation from Myths and Legends of California and the Old Southwest by Katharine Berry Judson (1912). This myth indicates that the spider - Sussistinnako - was the first being in the lower world who then created the other important figures of the lower world. I used his character as a creator in this poem, really capitalizing on the solipsistic feeling I got while reading the story.
Hi Lauren,
ReplyDeleteI admire your ability to develop this story in poetic form. I have never been good at expressing basically anything through this writing form, so I think it really adds something great to the story. I thought you did a great job creating your own story from the original, Spider's Creation. I also liked your word choices - all of the words seemed to be specially chosen for that spot in the story, perfectly describing the situation.
Wow! I love the poem! The author's notes is really useful in figuring out how you came up with the poem! I think it is awesome that you write about the creation of the lower world. I'm not really sure what that is but it sounds awesome! Thanks for sharing your story!
ReplyDeleteHey Lauren!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed reading your story “Sussistinnako the Solipsist.” I am so impressed by the poem format you used to create this story. The poem was written very well and was creative. Also, I could easily follow along with what the poem was portraying. Overall, I think you did a great job on your story and I can’t wait to see what you come up with next!