A Korean Kasa for dVerse Poets

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Mum Said

She said Dad was a dove that flew
over her when she walked the beach,

and said he often sat in his
favourite chair, right next to her.

Once he even sat on her bed,
she said, just as she fell asleep.

But Dad didn’t come back for me.
But then I don’t believe in ghosts.

Written for dVerse Poets, a Korean kasa form poem, 8 syllable lines broken by caesura into equal 4 syllable phrases, variable numbers of lines as opposed to uniform stanzas. Content is described or exposed through parallels. The themes were mixed, including traditional themes like nature, gentlemanly virtues, and romantic love. It also included moral and specific themes including sadness and weariness. Shared with @dversepoets & #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

33 responses to “A Korean Kasa for dVerse Poets”

  1. You nailed it!🙂
    (Mine got the syllable count wrong. It was a quasi-kasa.)

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    1. Is it the “Truth” poem?

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  2. Believe or don’t believe…there they are nonetheless.
    Great Kasa!

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  3. Beautiful poem, whatever your belief. I don’t believe in ghosts, but I do believe in angels.

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    1. Thanks so much!

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  4. So beautiful! I so want to believe in ghosts. But I never have seen one. Met a retired carpenter recently who had many ghost stories to tell me. He was clearly in touch. I’m sure he wasn’t lying. So if Mr Worms says “there’s no such thing as ghosts” but this elderly guy had come into contact with at least seven… is the carpenter losing his nails or are Mr Worms and I under a rock? I think some people see things that others don’t see. Whether they’re ghosts or something else… it doesn’t really matter. But I’m glad your Mum had your Dad’s company sometimes.

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    1. I’m going with the adage that some people can make something out of nothing. There are some who feel a chill and think “ghost!” whereas I’d just feel a chill and put on a woolly jumper. My sister shouts GHOST. My mother shouted GHOST (she’s now residing on the same plain as my dad, having passed on). I have lots of jumpers. 😁

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  5. Wow. This is like me and my mom.

    💔
    David

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    1. Maybe we share a mother. My mum’s name was Aleph. I say ‘was’ because she passed on a few years, so I don’t know what she’s calling herself now. Sorry, I seem to be plagued with dark humour lately.

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  6. That ending was amazing. I was not expecting that ending at all.

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    1. Thanks, LuAnne, and thanks for the Follow. Much appreciated.

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  7. That’s a wonderful Kasa! I don’t believe in ghosts but love ghost stories.

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  8. PHENOMENAL Kasa, Misky! Wowwww! Hard-hitting, poignant, speaking of the ache that resides within with a fire that can be seen, that can be felt through the miles. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt. This one is a gem! 💝💝💝💝

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    1. Thank you so much!

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  9. Exquisite poetry, the Kasa form suits you well.

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  10. So beautiful, introspective, and heartbreaking.

    “But Dad didn’t come back for me.
    But then I don’t believe in ghosts.”

    Just… wow. This is incredibly impactful and powerful, it just breaks my heart at what it communicates. The transition from wistful love/hope to tragedy, you communicate it with chills.

    I don’t necessarily believe in ghosts, but I have had a few spiritual experiences to believe that spirits do linger around for a bit. That is my belief, however. 🙂

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    1. I’m really delighted that you liked this one, Lucy. My mum was always reading books about ghosts, whereas I read poetry or cookbooks because ghosts scare the dickens out of me… 😂

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  11. Deftly rendered. I like how I didn’t realize what this was about until the twist at the end.

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      1. You’re welcome.

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  12. I enjoyed your Kasa. Great poem. 🙂

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  13. That’s beautiful, and I love the ending. ❤

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    1. Thank you very much.

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  14. Oh, that last stanza… heartbreaking

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    1. Thanks, Björn.

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