Poetry Hides…In the worn sweater, threadbare and ineffective
hanging with the memory of movement
It lingers…just out of reach, inside words I can’t grasp
inside lines that won’t form
It is buried deep within the embrace that lingers, long after you let go
long after we returned to our lives
after others filled that space
Poetry creeps out of my coffee cup
alive with an agenda all its own
I see it clearly for a moment but then it escapes
barreling down the road
bouncing off guardrails
skidding through black ice
leaving behind the clarity of all that I don’t have to lose
where it can do no harm.
Teacher, mother, partner...writer?? Time to put it out there, I suppose. I started this on March 1, 2019 as a part of a challenge to write, everyday. March is over and yet I am still writing. Maybe not every day, but still writing.
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So many beautiful lines! I love the playfulness of the title, and the image of poetry hiding in those old momentos and memories, and the line about poetry lingering in words I can’t grasp (indeed–it feels like that’s when poetry sometimes comes, when we need to feel around for words that circle what we mean to say), and then the ending with the poetry barreling, bouncing, skidding…. The more times I read this poem, the more I love it.
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