I solo dog-parented for two days this week. It was strangely nice, even though I *definitely* overbooked myself. My doggie co-parent (a.k.a. my spouse) and I celebrated their return by getting a family tintype made. We invited our eldest dog. (The youngest one will get her turn when she’s closer to passing over the rainbow bridge.)
What’s to update two days before Easter?
Well, I decided to pair another serious and less-serious poem in one post. I said I wouldn’t be too personal during this challenge. Sometimes a prompt kicks you right where you’ve been hiding thoughts.
The other day, I read in someone’s blog or email listserv or maybe even a Wikipedia article complaint about aphorisms. I have no strong opinion of them, but it did remind me of my love for Seneca’s brevity. (I am fond of reminding people whenever I have the chance that “Seneca can say in one sentence what takes Cicero a whole paragraph to accomplish.”) Does that make Seneca the Emperor of Aphorisms?
If so, so what? We remember the sound bites.
Prompt (Day) 13: Write a Poem Entitled, “How to [Blank]”
This began as a much longer and much more personal poem. After some reflection, I opted to not publish the poem as originally written. (I will share that the OG poem is heartfelt, witty, a tad bitter, and written in free verse.)
Let’s just say that if someone’s allowed to mention me in a song lyric, then I’m allowed to allude to that someone in a shorter hay(na)ku poem.
Words are also, blessedly, only a snapshot of an entire experience.
How to [Find Housing When You're Broke AF] Keep a "friend" in every port.
Prompt (Day) 14: Write a Scary Poem
Need I elaborate? 😏 We return to the kimo style here.
Coffee grinder, Aeropress, six-ounce mug Hot water ready to pour Darling, where are the beans?
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