Starting to Stack
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Students - Most years, I write a poem about firewood because I love trees, love wintertime fires, and love stacking logs and bits of wood. You can see 2024's firewood poem in the sidebar now or search it in the search box: "All of this Firewood."
Today's poem thanks a chore, and I challenge you to consider trying this. Thank a chore! It is easy to find ourselves complaining about or dreading chores, but usually, once our bodies get going, it can be possible to find a light in the work, to see how it matters, to make it as good as we can. This is true of anything: our attitude is largely a choice.
Did you notice the word soonhere in today's verse? You're right, it isn't a real word. Originally I had written coming days of snow, but then I decided to be more playful. So if you wish, go ahead - smush some words.
And the ending meter, all stretched out here? I realize that this breaks the meter I had set up. I might have written soonhere days of snow to keep the meter straight, but instead I stretched out the line breaks and words too - in the soonhere/days/and nights/of endless/twinkling/snow. When we write, we play. Words are swings and slides and bikes and jumpropes....play on!
Margaret is hosting today's Poetry Friday roundup over at Reflections on the Teche with a couple of beautiful original poems inspired by an interesting challenge that I plan to try. Each Poetry Friday, all are invited to share poems, poem books, poetry ideas, and friendship in this open and welcoming poetry community.
This week I wish you the good fun of imagining that a tree or flower or animal or object is thinking or feeling or talking...or all three! Have a playful party in your brain!
xo,
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