This poem was inspired by Spirited Away (2001) which was one of my favourite films when I was in school. It’s a Japanese animated fantasy film written and directed by the legendary Hayao Miyazaki. A big part of the story revolves around the main character losing her name. Names and naming are a really common theme in stories and folklore, so that was what I focused on for my sonnet.
#22 – Nameless
an answerless non-riddle
My name is in the swaying of the elms,
the humming birds, all gathering at dusk.
A solitary sound, a darkened realm;
my name’s the pecan, shielded by the husk.
A moniker, inscribed upon my chest,
my name’s the word the finches know by heart.
My name is lightning, my name is suppressed,
a flicker, flaming brightly through the dark.
A lost lament, my name is happenstance,
a floating orchid, swirling in the swell,
my name resides in roses, when they dance;
my name’s the chemical that splits the cell.
If you can name me, I’ll be yours to keep.
My name is in the earth. It’s buried deep.
LM
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| Image via IMDB |

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