Hello dear poets. This is Mish bringing you today’s Poetics in the pub.
With winter soon bidding us farewell, we curiously become caught up in the ritual of “spring cleaning”. I say curiously as I often wonder what it is about the season that demands so much more attention to detail. Did the dirt hibernate too? Nevertheless, I find myself sifting through old bills, hauling off clothing to the nearest thrift store and looking for new ways to organize with limited closet space. For me the most difficult part of it all is the process of purging. What do I keep and why? Will I ever use it? But then there are those special mementos, those dusty treasures we will never part with. I think we all have them….at least one.
W.D. Snodgrass gives us his version here…
Sorting out letters and piles of my old
Canceled checks, old clippings, and yellow note cards
That meant something once, I happened to find
Your picture. That picture. I stopped there cold,
Like a man raking piles of dead leaves in his yard
Who has turned up a severed hand.
Still, that first second, I was glad: you stand
Just as you stood – shy, delicate, slender,
In that long gown of green lace netting and daisies
That you wore to our first dance. The sight of you stunned
Us all. Well, our needs were different, then,
And our ideals came easy.
Then through the war and those two long years
Overseas, the Japanese dead in their shacks
Among dishes, dolls, and lost shoes; I carried
This glimpse of you, there, to choke down my fear,
Prove it had been, that it might come back.
That was before we got married.
–Before we drained out one another’s force
With lies, self-denial, unspoken regret
And the sick eyes that blame; before the divorce
And the treachery. Say it, before we met. Still,
I put back your picture. Someday, in due course,
I will find that it’s still there.
Today I am asking you to write a poem about one memento. You may use a souvenir from your travels, a photo, a keepsake from a special moment or event, perhaps a small token that is dear to your heart. Let it channel the emotion and significance that it holds for you. Give us a little piece of your past, a glimpse of who you are. If you find this perspective too personal, feel free to use a fictitious memento and/or voice.
- Write a poem inspired by a memento and post it to your blog
- Click on “Mr. Linky” below and enter your name and direct link to your poem
- Drop in the pub to say hello
- Read and comment on other people’s work
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Welcome to Poetics everyone~ Mish will be by shortly and in the meantime, come and write for us ~
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Hello friends… I did find this a little bit hard at first… but once I thought of a memento it became very easy…
Now sitting listening to some classical music waiting for bedtime.
Very relaxing to do Bjorn ~ I am still in the middle of my afternoon, smiles ~
Awesome prompt, Mish! I must ponder. Happy writing to all! 🙂
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
It took me a while to think of a memento strong enough, and then when I did it wrote itself.
Ponder away, De! Always a treat to read where it takes you.
paul scribbles said:
Great prompt. There was only one place this was going to go ( scuse the ‘all the words’ part in the linky…pressed send too quickly. I’ll be off to Barcelona later this week but hope to catch up on comments from last night and this evening before I go. Packing to do and plans to make right now.
Thank you, Paul. Enjoy your trip 🙂
Good evening all! I’ve just come from an on-line chat with The Poetry School and my poems were the last to be discussed. I’ve been looking forward to Poetics, so I’ll get on with posting and reading.
That sounds so interesting, Kim! Thanks for joining in. Looking forward to hitting the poetry trail and will be by soon. 🙂
It’s called ‘Re-writing the map’ and we’re writing poetry about place. It’s very challenging and rewarding. Every fortnight we get an assignment and a week later we discuss each others’ poems. I’ve just received the third out of five assignments, so we’re about halfway through the ‘course’.
Glenn Buttkus said:
To my wife’s chagrin, nostalgia runs strong under my scalp. Add to that I am an avid collector of ephemera & movies–our basement was overrun with my “stuff”. A few months ago I started purging–all 20,000 of my VHS videos–worthless really, no value–turns out a ton & a half of weight to the dump. My 8 TB hard drive that held 1000 classic films just failed last month & all was lost–just had to let go of it. Did you see the movie MEMENTO ? A mind blower for sure.
OH my goodness, that is/was quite the collection, Glenn…I hope that I never have to or want to lose my cds. Technology has made dinosaurs out of treasures.
No I haven’t. We already purged our stuff last year, so our garage has lots of space. One good thing about the internet is that those music and movies can now be downloaded and saved in a cloud. Hubby is good with scanning and saving documents, so that leaves us with some more room.
Amidst thirty thousand things
From rakes to razors to rings
What one gem would get grabbed
If in flames the flat did flounder?
Hard to decide but I will choose important papers and jewelries for sure ~ Good one Erbiage ~
I added one with a picture our daughter drew when she was little and is saved on the wall.
I was looking for that too but couldn’t find my kid’s drawings ~ I will be hopping over to read Frank ~
Greetings from Boston! Yep — back home about an hour ago — tons of laundry for tomorrow! Missing Bermuda’s beautiful seas!
Will get to catching up on reading giggles and mementos in the AM.
Love this prompt! Thanks for hosting, Mish.
Good to have you back Lillian ~ Hope the chores are not too much to handle ~
Hello! Thank you so much Grace for covering for me. 🙂
An interesting topic, Mish, to choice for today’s topic, as I have just written my 2800th poem, since March 30, 2007. And yes, somewhere, I do have the original draft, in my stuff, even though, I loath to share it, with anyone now. Instead, have written a fiction poem, about my opa and his love to tease us, grandchildren, with his “candy”.
Congrats on your 2800th poem, Therisa. Wow! I enjoyed your response to the prompt 🙂
Kathy Reed said:
Thanks Mish. I have so any of these, I didn’t know which to choose; but like Bjorn,
once I decided, the poem practically wrote itself.
Lost all my 4000 photos not on a cloud or on a backup. Hope microsoft can help, but I think it’s hopeless ;(
So true that each memento has a story to tell. Oh I do hope you can recover your photos! It is one of my worst fears.
Ha ha ha ha. Mine is different!
Yes, it was very unique! Thanks crow.
the one momento idea inspired me to write this. my first entry here. Lovely prompt to write poetry!
Welcome to dVerse, Singledust! 🙂
Just had to approve your comment, sorry for the delay in responding. I enjoyed your poem and we hope to see you again.
Thank you for the warm welcome! Happy to find this lovely place.
Thanks, Mish, for this lovely prompt. 🙂
Thank YOU for joining in, Imelda. 🙂
I think I might have just made it in…
No worries, sarah. There was lots of time. I enjoyed your response to the prompt. 🙂
Dang! I missed linking up by 49 minutes. Wonderful prompt.