Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to answer a questionnaire about a place (real or imagined), then write a poem based on one or more of the answers. I ended up writing about my immediate surroundings—more specifically, in the context of my decision to make this what I call a ‘quiet day’. That means no unnecessary conversation, and no devices whose [...]
Tag: quiet
Sleep (A poem)
More or less self-explanatory… The distant hum Falling rain Quiet The night come down Peace in this moment Some things are better left behind troubles of the day Sleep Surrender to the night Close your eyes Sleep (1 December 2015—posted December 2)
Waiting for someone outside the door at the end of the hallway (A poem)
A scene from last night’s activities… The sign is ragged, torn with pieces missing ‘STAIRS TO M IN LEVEL’ I know which stairs those are I have no desire to take them no matter how many footsteps I hear from the floor above I do wonder, though when the thundering herd stampeding through the second-floor halls [...]
Quiet fog (a poem)
Another day of slim pickings—I got to writing too late in the day… The quiet blankets the area like a fog thick and heavy, hard to navigate Inside, all my thoughts echo back in strangely muted tones Lamplight in the corner pretends to bear witness but fails to illuminate much of anything So I listen [...]
Time to grab a pick and start digging… (a poem)
It was a much quieter morning for me today than yesterday, even though I am still sneezing plenty. At least I had enough relief to enjoy some coffee and watch the first season of Girls (which I had not seen before) on Amazon Prime. I watch another one have another cup of coffee as I think about my life [...]
NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 10: Tangled threads (a poem)
Ugh! This was one of those days when I found it hard to get going. I was going to write an abecedarian poem, but I didn’t want to force anything, or have to resort to the ‘X marks the spot’ cliché. Quiet—very quiet—too quiet I can hear myself think the words drown out everything else holding [...]
Black-and-white foreign film (with subtitles) (a poem)
I wrote three poems last night while watching a Japanese film (ももいろそらを, a/k/a About the Pink Sky). They all had parts I liked, but none of them quite worked on their own. This morning, I combined and edited them into a single poem… When the world looks flat and shallow and devoid of color time [...]
Inside (a poem)
I didn't work from a prompt this time, but I did try to imagine someone other than myself… Inside the lamp-lit room she sits and stares at nothing in particular Inside this quiet space she sits and waits for no one in particular She sits within the here and now but what she feels is [...]
Why I Opted Out of Thanksgiving This Year
I spent Thanksgiving alone this year. By choice. Basically, this year has beaten me down so much that I was in no mood for celebration. Except for a four-day temp assignment last month, I've had no paying work since June. I was doing some work for a weekly magazine—but they dropped me as soon as [...]
