I've only managed four of the planned six sestinas this week. (Daughters returning from school trips ... minutes to type up ... assignments proving to be more engaging than anticipated ... meals to cook ... & so on & so on).

Today's comes almost with grace. It's easily the best of the lot - the others don't, I think, merit posting.

The logics of the sestina form are intriguing and the way the lines seek each other out in ways beyond any conscious control.

For what it's worth, here's today's:

SESTINA (Saturday)

That it should be so

sitting looking out

without reaching for it at all

feeling, that is

that which is insisted upon

that’s it, isn’t it?

Surely that’s it

isn’t it always so?

On and on

trying to find out

if that is all there is

the point of it all.

And through it all

thinking about it -

that this is how it is

and depends upon being so.

Without leaving out

but simply going on.

So it goes on

as if nothing at all.

Only writing it out -

what is the point of it? -

only keeping it from being so

and that the word simply is?

And there it is

an opening on

like “thus” or “so”

as though nothing at all.

Only a turning toward it

it turns out.

And from then on out

so it is

it is - isn’t it? –

from now on only on.

This is all.

As it was and always so.

And so did we find out

the point of it all? What is

this insisting upon and an ‘it’ that isn’t it?