"Job and His Friends" by Ilya Repin‘A Pantoum of Wager’ and Other Poetry by Leland James The Society October 6, 2021 Beauty, Culture, Pantoum, Poetry 1 Comment . A Pantoum of Wager God said to Satan: Have you seen my servant Job, a man who fears God and shuns evil. Satan replied: You’ve bought him with blessings. Take them away and he’ll spit in your eye. God said to Satan: OK, I’ll take that bet. He’s yours. Have at him. We’ll see. —the story of Job, The Bible A wager of God’s shall we ponder —threads baroque as spider’s web, an hourglass of supreme torture— the serpentine suffering of Job! Threads baroque as spider’s web, celestial grant of Satanic torment! The serpentine suffering of Job! Who fathoms the rune of Job’s lament? Celestial grant of Satanic torment! “Who is this that darkeneth counsel …?” Who fathoms the rune of Job’s lament? Where was Job when God made the land? “Who is this that darkeneth counsel …?” An hourglass of supreme torture! Where was Job when God made the land? A wager of God’s, shall we ponder? . . Pier Set firm in waters indigo and gray, she is a promontory; into mystery a way, a mooring fast, a compass true, end stop upon the rim of ever-changing day: abiding sound, steadfast upon her rhythmic stays, a seasoned way, prelusion span, timeworn gateway into the main, a toran into a sea sown deep with atavistic shifting rhyme—there a maiden vessel sails, makes fast her lines upon new tides, explores the untried shore, high cliffs, seabirds, salt air, the haunt of unseen lands, a world newborn Awakened from this childing air I hear a carol from the shore, an echo of the pier. . . Shadow Fish Below the falls white furl, a silvered shadow trout; where water turns to silk, a blade of hope and doubt. Faint smell of elder bloom piquant upon the air. The sun an alter bread. The trout, my silent prayer. How like the empty cross, the ghostlike silver trout —a shadow hanging there— a prayer, a hope, a doubt. The silvered shadow trout, a blade of hope and doubt. . . Leland James is the author of six poetry collections, four children’s books in verse, and a book on creative writing and poetry craft. He has published over 300 poems worldwide, including The Lyric, Rattle, London Magazine, The London Reader, The South Carolina Review, The Spoon River Poetry Review, New Millennium Writings, The American Poetry Review, Acumen, Carillon Magazine, The Dawntreader, The Haiku Quarterly, Taj Mahal Review, The Society of Classical Poets, The American Cowboy, and The Ekphrastic Review, and many others. Leland was the winner of The Little Red Tree International Poetry Prize, the Aesthetica Creative Writing Award, the Writer’s Forum Short Poem contest, the Portland Pen Poetry Contest, and was a winner of a Atlanta Review International Publication Prize. Leland’s newest collection, Rollercoaster Moons, is published by Little Red Tree Publishing, both in the US and UK. www.lelandjamespoet.com & https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/leland-james NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. NOTE TO POETS: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. CODEC News:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) One Response Jared Carter October 7, 2021 Applause especially for the haunting lyricism of “Shadow Fish.” One is reminded of the “little silver trout” in Yeats’s “The Song of Wandering Aengus.” Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.