Twiglet #116

A twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Leave a link, if you’d like your work read, but comments should not be expected. Twiglets are posted on Tuesdays.

22 thoughts on “Twiglet #116”

  1. Is it towards cold
    that points a compass north?

    The memory of iron
    from the ice age,
    ore and feldspar
    pushed south by glaciers,
    now turning homeward.

    Then it must be rust,
    not instinct, in the ruddy
    meat of salmon –
    drawing them back upstream,
    their silver needle bodies
    vibrating, flashing,
    shards of the pole star
    returning to the night.

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