The Daily, Prompted Poet Writes!
I received a great literary Christmas gift among many this year. This one was an offer to include in my daily writing practice an idea suggested by someone else, a launching pass (appropriate for a rocket kid). So today, having a minor stomach bug and needing to rest, I decided to try one and challenge a friend to join me.
This is the prompt for December 26:
You can see everything in the universe in one tangerine (Thich Nhat HanH). Choose a type of fruit and write a poem about how the universe does and doesn't resemble the cosmos.
The Universe, Like Tangerines
Every year they sell cuties in mesh bagsand I think of the fishnet stockinged legthat formed a lamp set in the windowin A Christmas Story, which always occupiestwo hours of my every Christmas. The universe is a lot like a fishnet calfmade into a lamp that illuminatesyour bad taste to the neighborhood,in that the universe too is full of bad taste,bitter with sweet, olives with double pits,and the fact that butterflies only live for a day.Fishnet because, as we know, matter is mostly porous,and we are mostly air, and there is no air in space.So there. And because some butterflies are the color of tangerines, this universe seems less fair than a universe of concentric circleswhere love radiates outward from every actin perfect echoes like rings from a dropped stoneand water would, ideally, be the color orange.Oh wait—maybe the universe is like that.But not like tangerines.
Rachel Dacus12-26-13
This is the prompt for December 26:
You can see everything in the universe in one tangerine (Thich Nhat HanH). Choose a type of fruit and write a poem about how the universe does and doesn't resemble the cosmos.
The Universe, Like Tangerines
Every year they sell cuties in mesh bagsand I think of the fishnet stockinged legthat formed a lamp set in the windowin A Christmas Story, which always occupiestwo hours of my every Christmas. The universe is a lot like a fishnet calfmade into a lamp that illuminatesyour bad taste to the neighborhood,in that the universe too is full of bad taste,bitter with sweet, olives with double pits,and the fact that butterflies only live for a day.Fishnet because, as we know, matter is mostly porous,and we are mostly air, and there is no air in space.So there. And because some butterflies are the color of tangerines, this universe seems less fair than a universe of concentric circleswhere love radiates outward from every actin perfect echoes like rings from a dropped stoneand water would, ideally, be the color orange.Oh wait—maybe the universe is like that.But not like tangerines.
Rachel Dacus12-26-13
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