12 Degrees & Skiving

what began as year-long challenge has become perpetual until further notice

How to poem

be ready
to catch a galloping muse
as you rope ride squint
into the ragged core of the thing
notice it from inside out
shade around it in chalk

see at once
through vessel-wide eyes
through slatted hands
taste the bright drift like poplar fuzz
let it itch like the allergen it is
sample the haematic fingers of Brunello
tame them all into one thing
into language

get it drunk
and teach it to teach you
how to leave windows ajar
just a crack
enough for bees and wasps
and others’ curiosity
to work underneath and prise it
into bloom

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10 comments on “How to poem

  1. rrearick
    June 7, 2014

    i.e. “let it all hang out”

    • Kittykatmandoo
      June 7, 2014

      Yep! 😉
      But perhaps with just a little haircut…

      • rrearick
        June 7, 2014

        Yah, I guess we always have pull back a bit and not quite let it all hang out. It’s hard to be totally honest in our shared writing.

      • Kittykatmandoo
        June 7, 2014

        Maybe they’re all honest, but varying aspects of that honesty. Do you find you often end up with a completely different poem? Or three??

      • rrearick
        June 7, 2014

        Yes, I’m always hesitate to post as I always feel that is a different or better way to express it. Sometimes a completely different poem. But I give in knowing that if I don’t post it I will never complete it and it will be an unresolved thought. So I post and move on to the next one, or two, or three that are bubbling away.

      • Kittykatmandoo
        June 7, 2014

        Hmmm…there’s a poetry blog challenge if ever there was one. Dare to post those few nascent thoughts as they arrive (avoiding the temptation to change them) and chart their evolution as the progress to a fully-fledged poem…

  2. Mike
    June 7, 2014

    The most delightful read I’ve had today has provoked images of your word-wrangling that greatly amuse. Inspired subject and execution – well done Kk.

    • Kittykatmandoo
      June 7, 2014

      Awww…Thank you so much, Mike 🙂 Coming from a word-wrangler such as yourself, that’s left me all a-floaty. Like poplar fluff 😉

  3. Jane Dougherty
    June 9, 2014

    There’s plenty of poplar fluff around here today. i’ll try and catch some and turn it into a poem. Thanks for the beautiful reminder 🙂

    • Kittykatmandoo
      June 9, 2014

      Plenty here, too. Great itching snowdrifts of the stuff!
      Thank you 🙂

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