Wednesday, September 14, 2011

My Poetry Year: Entry #75

In which Your Humble Blogger says, "It's all about point of view...."


"Sometimes, everything
inside this house seems
hung crooked," she said
as the universe
tilted suddenly
and thousands of stars
spilled like dice of chance
gathered their fortune
heading for her house.

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Five syllables per line. Sometimes, I think, the best way to incorporate surreal events into a piece is to describe them simply and straightforwardly, letting readers make of the events what they will. This was intended as a poem for all the days we get a little too wrapped up in our own business, to the point that we pay no attention to anything else (she says at the end of a blog post).


  1. Very cool! Just watched a documentary called Salt, too -- about an Australian photographer (Murray Fredericks) who works in the salt flats of Lake Eyre. Lots of time lapse night shots that give this crazy sense of how we're locked on a marble turning in the cosmos -- the way the stars slide in an arc down the sky in a few seconds' time really gives a sense of perspective (or maybe inconsequentiality? That's not a word, is it?). Anywho, seems like that image meshes with this poem a bit. A teeny bit of serendipity.

  2. We can make "inconsequentiality" a word if it's not; there should be a word for that feeling of being a minute speck. Makes me think of that song from 'Animaniacs' -- "It's a great big universe, and we're all really puny/We're just tiny little specks about the size of Mickey Rooney..." ;) Talk about serendipity: Murray Fredericks's work in Lake Eyre was featured in the last issue of National Geographic! The way the land below the horizon mirrored the sky above in some shots (or vice versa) was stunning. I really liked it.