“Full Moon at Takanawa" by Utagawa Hiroshige‘Whither Thou Goest…’ by Leo Zoutewelle The Society November 23, 2019 Beauty, Poetry 6 Comments As I was strolling in a glade of green And paid but little thought to anything, I hardly knew what vistas filled the scene Of birds intensely hast’ning on the wing. What forceful aim possessed them, but not me, In migratory flight with purpose clear, Whereas my thoughts were drowning in a sea Of futile ponderings imbued with fear. I then began to think of what to do So that my sense of loss would change to “found.” I ventured, “Why not follow those who flew Determined straightaway and heaven bound?” It was a glowing sense of deep desire That set my hidden self, my id, on fire! Leo Zoutewelle was born in 1935 in The Netherlands and was raised there until at age twenty he emigrated to the United States. After retiring in 2012 he has written an autobiography and two novels (unpublished). Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) 6 Responses Janice Canerdy November 23, 2019 This well-written sonnet really resonates with me. Sometimes as I take my walk surrounded by nature’s inspiring beauty, I am oblivious to it because I have some tangle of mundane thoughts running circles in my mind! Reply Leo Zoutewelle November 23, 2019 I know exactly what you mean! Thank you, Janice. Leo Reply Sally Cook November 23, 2019 Hi, Leo — Just a few random thoughts I keep wanting but forgetting to say. The most obvious form of criticism is that of technical correction. This is always welcomed by those who want to learn, but often the helpful spirit in which this should be offered seems lacking. Certainly there are levels of thought. Your work is invariably built on honesty to a high degree. I think it is always our responsibility as poets to take the higher road. When we do not, we fail not only ourselves, but others. This is just to say I always find an honest, thoughtful bedrock in your work. Reply Leo Zoutewelle November 23, 2019 Yes, as long as it doesn’t become boring! But thank you for this, Sally. I always appreciate your wise comments. All the best, Leo Reply Cees Walerd Bui December 5, 2019 “Whither Thou Goest” by Mr. Zoutewelle is reminiscent of the young William Cullen Bryant. Reply Peter Hartley December 11, 2019 Leo – A very neat and accurate Shakespearean sonnet, and in connection with the theme it never ceases to amaze me that the Arctic tern will travel over ten thousand miles from the north to the south polar regions and back, and will pinpoint the same nesting site it used the previous year. Now that is some “forceful aim”! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.