Dear Sunday,
How about warming up a bit? Some of us are trying to get rid of our colds…
Love,
Kevin
(15 April 2018)
Dear Sunday,
How about warming up a bit? Some of us are trying to get rid of our colds…
Love,
Kevin
(15 April 2018)
For Day 15, I again deviate slightly from the Napowrimo.net prompt, which is to write a poem ‘in which a villain faces an unfortunate situation, and is revealed to be human (but still evil).’
I was going to try to work with it, remembering a bit Robert Klein once did about how even the worst Nazi could still have a soft spot for a puppy—but then I read that Hitler had his people test the cyanide Eva Braun eventually took on his German shepherd (her dogs were subsequently shot), so I gave up on that idea, instead looking at a more contemporary variety of villain…
Dear Saturday,
Sometimes it feels like my sleep needs to be more precise. I do not know what this means.
Love,
Kevin
(14 April 2018)
For Day 14, I have managed to properly work with the Napowrimo.net prompt. The task was to create entries for an imaginary dream dictionary with the words provided.
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Kevin J. O’Conner
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(13 April 2018)
Dear Friday,
You do realize, O Friday, that it is way too early for this, and that I am going back to bed…
Love,
Kevin
(13 April 2018)
I have again managed a slight deviation from the Napowrimo.net prompt. For Day 13, the prompt is to:
write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended. For example, if you chose the phrase “A stitch in time saves nine,” you might reverse that into something like: “a broken thread; I’m late, so many lost.” Or “It’s raining cats and dogs” might prompt the phrase “Snakes and lizards evaporate into the sky.”
Somehow this got me thinking about the first Twilight Zone episode I mention in my poem. I couldn’t figure out how that had anything to do with the prompt, but I figured I’d follow it and see what happened. I think I sort-of figured out there towards the end. I even made up a word along the way (except it turns out it was already a real word, so never mind)…
Dear Thursday,
You are appropriately chilly this morning…
Love,
Kevin
(12 April 2018)
This poem is a slight deviation from the Napowrimo.net prompt for Day 12—‘a haibun that takes in the natural landscape of the place you live.’ I don’t particularly like haibun, a form that consists of prose followed by a haiku. At least, I have never read one that did not bore me within a couple of sentences. Consequently, I have never written one until now.
Dear Wednesday,
Yeah, I forgot about the wonky-hearing-because-everything’s-shifting-around-in-my-sinuses phase…
Love,
Kevin
(11 April 2018)
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