v2. Greenware

[wasellajam]

Hi, alonso, I've been reading this all week and it continues to confound me. I'm hoping attempting a critique will clarify it for me but I doubt it will help you much. As a Terza Rhyma Sonnet the form is well done, it reads well and has an obvious volta whether I understand it or not, some notes on my read:

Greenware


Deprived of contact, blessed be the cold
damp dark---an inner warmth has been renewed
before the setting heat and gentle hold
From the title and first lines I'm getting the initial forming of a vessel needing the firming of natural drying before being fired into permanence.

of humankind was felt and misconstrued
as knowledge of the self. I am no more
abandoned than the grief that I subdued,
I like that solidity is misconstrued as knowledge but have no idea who or what the Narrator is or how they subdued grief, maybe religion or a god.

so eager to reverberate in lore
by my collapse that I could not conceive
my previous being as a distant shore.
I can't make sense of "by my collapse", cannot figure out the rest, erosion? planetary stuff?

Creation seeks creation, seeks to grieve
that memory beyond the fading mind.
Yet slow deforming offers no reprieve

from questioning the gentle hand's unkind
forsaking of believers it designed.
God is dead? I'm still lost.

Nope, that didn't help. So while I can enjoy the language and technique I feel like it's a puzzle and I'm missing the starting clue. I'll read the previous critiques now, it maybe obvious to others, just not me.
Thanks for posting it, always fun to see someone working with the forms.

I think the clue is in the "ware" part

Think of software, hardware, etc. . . .

Greenware - like a Gaia concept - I believe seeks to reimagine our existence as a "life producing mechanism"

Of course I could be completely way off base here . . .

ha, all I could think of other than pottery was compostable tableware, I'll try again, thanks