about the letter "W", not "X".
I wanted to write about wanderlust,
how even today, no one can rattle
neither my husband nor I,
without some amazing trip ensuing
-- maybe an exit of sorts,
leaving all that is familiar behind
to leap into the new:
shaking loose the detritus of routine
to explore the unexpected.
I cannot easily explain
that romance of crossing lives,
a moment of pretend
as we settle down for a week or a month
in a town far from home.
Perhaps we'll walk in the woods,
wishing to encounter just once
that witch who left crumbs
marking the trail to her lair.
But if we found a certain branch
from a certain tree,
we might read our futures
in the bare, rubbed wood
and extricate ourselves
just in time.
I truly did spend most of today mulling over "W" words. So when the time arrived to write today's entry, I was stuck. I found "xylomancy" after reading through the list for X-words at The Phrontistery, an online resource for unusual words.
Xylomancy means divination by examining wood found in one's path. If only Hansel and Gretel had found such a branch.
|Path through Redwood Trees,|
California Coast trip (Camp 2013)