National Poetry Writing Month 2023, Day 2

Followed the Day 2 prompt at to create a quasi-surrealist poem.


Three bridges and pennies
dropped from a lingering pocket
draw strings on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel

Three straws smooshed together
can’t hold enough soup
to build a hole in the universe

Squirrels, semaphore, jacket burn, swans—
these things don’t happen by accident
but if you have to ask the question…

A trundle pretends to make sense
where glass goes to retire
and thunder occurs without seaweed

Meanwhile, the strings on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel
are fraying

Is your sense of longing as great as mine?


(1 April 2023—posted 2 April 2023)




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1 Comment

  1. Love the strangeness in this piece. How ominous, the fact that “the strings on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel / are fraying…”

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