Daily poem: 42

This month I’m going to try something new. I’ve called it the 42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.


When did the darkness come?


So bright the grass shone,

the dazzle of the stream.


Prick me the sky

with bone-handled fork,

set the stars free.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

46 thoughts on “Daily poem: 42”

  1. I love to start poems with questions, so this goes on my list too.
    The image in the second stanza will linger in my mind awhile (perhaps what the fork was doing when the dish ran away with the spoon) (K)

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