Necessity is the mother of invention

I first read Meckel’s poem in Rattle years ago and hung on to it. I even created an altered book using these words. Here it is for you, paired with art from one of my favorite digital artists:

Under the Sea by Catrin Welz-SteinA poem by Lisa Meckel

All night I’ve remained awake
thinking how to reinvent myself;
struggled with the wild possibilities
and the desperate impossibilities,
considered how to create this happening.

Perhaps:
a reinvention center for overripe women,
a spa designe...