dverse Posted by merrildsmith in Prosery You must use the line that I give you below.
“there is nothing behind the wall
except a space where the wind whistles”
from “Drawings By Children” by Lisel Mueller
There is nothing behind the wall except a space where the wind, Negafook, whistles his praise to the cold, stormy weather heralding winter. He is silent in the summer storms. He is quiet during spring squalls. He is noiseless when the first breath of fall loosens the leaves. It is only when the north wind scuttles through the space behind the wall that he purses his lips and makes his presence known. And that is when I put the down comforter on the bed. And that is when I climb under its comforting weight. And that is when I am thankful for the company of Negafook and the whistling lullaby he croons for me.
In Inuit mythology, Negafook (or Negagfok) represents “the North Wind or, more eloquently, the spirit that likes cold and stormy weather.