On a Mission
Writing is not
Keeping just under the boiling point.
Always at simmer either.
It's maybe the
Rice water bubbling out
of the pot
the starch left
on the stovetop
It's also not a flaking stain
waiting to be cleaned away
It's maybe the
Four (five, six hundred) of us standing around
the counter
Reading this Rorschach in my kitchen
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Thank you, Jessie, for providing space and thinking in your demo about Ars Poetica and Mission Statements.
This sounds like it was an interesting demo. I liked the images your poem conjured in my mind...especially at the end...in your kitchen.
ReplyDeleteThat is fabulous! You found a great metaphor for writing but made a grab take on it. Love the rice stain and Rorschach :) so kewl!!
ReplyDeleteI love how you used the idea of what it's not . . . kind of like we talked about in our discussion group, but in a totally different direction. And even at the end we're still left with maybe . . . and a Rorschach - awesome.
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