Abiding Light

Vincent van Gogh (1853–1890), Tree roots in a Sandy Ground (‘Les racines’) (1882), drawing, 51.5 × 70.7 cm, Kröller-Müller Museum, Otterlo. Wikimedia Commons.

And still the Light abides
and the darkness has not overcome it:
though rabbit-wild my exiled spirit roams
where bare limbed shadows
squawk of quasi-subliminal maws
in which the world in mammoth caves
watches figures on Olympian walls
cavorting corporate-jet-fueled
and calls them gods.


Written for dVerse Quadrille 117: "The Dude Abides"
A quadrille is 44 words, and this time
Lisa asks us to use the word "abide."
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