Hey everyone! Sorry for the delay! Easter, travel. family...you know!
Our free-for-all this week is an "immediate" kind of poem. One day this week, when you have the time, write a poem about something you just put away. For instance, after a 3-hour train trip and four days away from home, I am stripping the sheets off the beds and putting away the luggage. If my son stops chattering directly in my ear about the Jedis and the Clones that he is fighting in my bedroom, I might be able to write a poem. Maybe I'll write about putting away the Clones...
You could write about a literal putting away--the groceries, the dishes, the toys, the books, the car, the tools. Or you could write about a metaphorical putting away--the lover, the fight, the worry. The only caveat (and this it what makes it a free-for-all!) is the immediacy. Really try to write immediately after you perform the task.
Have fun! Post your put-away-poem links here all week. Next Sunday, stop by for the reveal of our new poem/new poet for the month of April! National Poetry Month! Yahoo!
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This is a poem about my putting away of religious beliefs in a garbage can.
One of the reasons anyway.
A kyrielle was written for religion, which is ironic, because I stabbed Catholicism in the chest!
Catholicism
From Therese--Here's mine. Line breaks are designated with a slash.
PUTTING AWAY THE SILVERWARE
From the plastic basket at the bottom /
of the dishwasher, you pull out first /
all the royal dinner forks,/
those high-browed Pharaohs; and then /
a full clutch of knives, sloped and fanged /
like cobras; and then the sidelong troops /
of teaspoons; and lastly,/
that haughty Sphinx, the one remaining /
utensil for soup.
You lay each piece of silverware /
into the fitted rubber tray /
inside the old drawer by the sink./
You close the drawer, leaving /
the entire dynasty safe
within its tomb./
At least until the looters, /
those almond-eyed teenagers, /
march back into the kitchen. /
Hungry, hungry still./
Therese, I love a poem about everyday events. This is life! Wonderfully done!
Therese, love the image of Pharaohs and tombs. What a clever metaphor. I, too, really enjoy the poetry of everyday life. "full clutch of knives" is such a great line, the words have a wonderful sound & the image is right on.
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