Welcome to Tuesday Poetics. This is Gina, guest hosting at dVerse today.
I would like you to think of a smell that evokes the deepest feeling of safety for you. It could be the aroma of a certain food from your childhood, coffee from your favourite cafe, the smell of a freshly mowed lawn or even the musty smell of grandma’s closet.
Let’s read what some poets say about comfort smells:
SMELLS – by CHRISTOPHER MORLEY
WHY is it that the poet tells
So little of the sense of smell?
These are the odours I love well.
The smell of coffee freshly ground;
Or rich plum pudding, holly crowned;
Or onions fried and deeply browned.
The fragrance of a fumy pipe;
The smell of apples, newly ripe;
And printer’s ink on leaden type.
Woods by moonlight in September
Breathe most sweet, and I remember
Many a smoky camp-fire ember.
Camphor, turpentine, and tea,
The balsam of a Christmas tree,
These are whiffs of gramarye. . .
A ship smells best of all to me!
Smells Like Home! – Poem by Eric Cockrell
spirit takes flesh,
flesh stays hungry.
small moments eternal.
hand on the plow,
your earth smells
For me, it is the smell of old books that take me to that safe place, standing between the bookshelves of an old library, sitting on the floor of a used book shop, here is where I feel safe, a smell I associate with feeling embraced by warmth and love.
I read this article that said old books smell like chocolate and coffee. Would those be some of the smells that give you a sense of comfort and safety?
Today I ask that you write a poem about a smell that takes you to a time when you would just collapse into a safe place especially when the world was getting too rough and tough on you. Close your eyes for a moment, blot out all the sounds and just inhale a memory. Then write your poetry, write a poem that has smell as a safe memory. What’s your comfort smell? Tell me.
Once you have written your poem, post in on your blog then link it back to Mr Linky here. Be sure to come back and read the others poets’ contributions. Most of all I hope you have lots of fun thinking and writing about your comfort smells!
About our guest blogger: Living on the equator, in hot and humid Malaysia but my heart longs for snow. I work in healthcare, in the field of cancer treatment; the human heart and its resilience is my daily inspiration. I like long walks and hiking deep into the forest on my days off from work. My first love is writing stories but I have discovered writing poetry has given me a different form of expression. Coffee and cake make me very happy! I blog at https://alifelesslivedblog.wordpress.com/
Hello everyone! Gina (from Malaysia) will be around in a bit to visit and comment on your poems. In the meanwhile, please help yourself to some warm tea and biscuits in the counter. Happy writing and see you in the poetry trail.
greetings Grace, thank you for opening the pub with tea and biscuits, perfect! It’s the wee hours of morning here in Malaysia and for this occasion I have my chai latte and a local coconut cake to munch on as I read. thank you for this opportunity to guest host and so looking forward to reading and smelling all those poems!
Welcome, Gina – lovely to see you here. Those biscuits smell good! I might just have another one.
lovely to see you too Sarah! Biscuits dunked in tea is an all time favourite! please help yopurself to more as you wander the poetry trail.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
So nice to have you Gina… Malaysia has to be in the middle of the night… I can feel some very tropical scents here… mine are much more wintry.
just after dawn on the equator Bjorn and the scents are heady and exotic. Your Christmassy winter scents had me longing for snow! very happy to be here and mingling with the aromas wafting in from across the globe. hope your fingers are warmed by a delicious cup of tea.
How lovely to have you as a host, Gina! Thank you for the redolent prompt. 😉
its so wonderful to be here Kim and to host – this is a privilege. Scents are my first memory, even as an adult now, going back to my mother’s house is stepping back to a place I can always feel safe. I know these aromas will greet me.
Happy Tuesday all! And many thanks for hosting, Gina! Looking forward to some scentalicious poems! 🙂
happy day to you Lillian! I am very excited to get to all those lovely smells wafting from far and near places. Scentalicious poems indeed! I love the sound of that! early Wednesday morning here and its peaceful reading for a bit for me.
Frank Hubeny said:
Thank you for hosting, Gina, and for the focusing on smell, a sense we don’t pay as much attention to as we probably should.
The poems inspired by food are making me hungry. Thanks for pointing that out Frank.
reading about food can indeed conjure up those smells! amazing how the human brain and body works with our memory of smells.
absolutely a pleasure Frank. smells are so evocative, and yes we seldom write from that place of memory, I am keen to read how smell influences the poetry today. your morning mist poem was very tangible.
Frank J. Tassone said:
Evening, Poets! Thanks, Gina, for guest pubtending, and for the delightful prompt. I waxed nostolgic writing my tanka-prose for it! 🙂 And now I’ll take a bottle of your best Burgundy, when you get a chance! 🙂
excellent choice Frank, for an autumn evening in your part of the world, I have a glass and bottle with your name on it at the bar, drink and savour the poetry. your tanka is stunning, fire and ash smoulder with an unmistakable warmth.
Frank J. Tassone said:
Thank you, Gina! 😀
you are welcome☕
V.J. Knutson said:
I’ll have what you’re having, Gina. Seems once the colder weather comes, scents become more prevalent. Thanks for the prompt and for hosting. Looking forward to reading.
Hello VJ, just back from reading your gorgeous poetry. you aromas are indeed a wonderful therapy for me to read. I loved the bus ride smells and then home to apple pie! Let me put the kettle back on and we’ll settle down for another cup of chai, a slice of crumbly coconut delight coming right up too!
V.J. Knutson said:
Sounds so good. It’s chilly here, and comfort food is called for.
the cooler weather here recently with the monsoon season has made me want to curl up with tea more than ever. to be able to enjoy comfort food and comfort smells, we are so blessed aren’t we.
Na'ama Yehuda said:
Scents are complicated things, aren’t they? 🙂 What a lovely prompt. So many options, and yet, there was one that rose clear to the surface. For it is and had been …
absolutely loved your short poetry piece on the scent of the ocean and the life it carries on its waves back to us, a very touching poem I treasure its deep meaning. scents can take us a roller coaster of emotions – I am so glad you wrote for this prompt.
Na'ama Yehuda said:
Thank you! It was a pleasure and is a bigger pleasure now knowing it had resonated.
it has very much.
I’d like a chai latte, yes! That smells comfort to me 🙂 So many scented memories, I couldn’t settle on just one…even now I’m thinking of more. Do I add a couplet about bacon frying?! Excellent prompt, Gina, thanks!
couplet on frying bacon will surely wake up my son from his slumber! thank you for participating Lynn, just visited your lovely trail of scents, yes your nose it knows how to seek that comfort out, an interesting turn about of the sense leading us to comfort, so well done!! Chai latte coming up, its Thursday morning on the equator, the rains have been merciless, I am making us a strong one with lots of milk!
Can you make mine with almond milk? Thank you, Gina!!
absolutely! excellent choice!
Charmed Chaos said:
Hi Gina- Joining in this morning! Thanks for a wonderful prompt.
good morning Linda, to your late evening over there! adored your poem of childhood memories all wrapped up in the scents of a loving home.
Charmed Chaos said:
back here on a wet and rainy Thursday morning, the monsoon is fierce over South East Asia. enjoying the sweetly scented poems of dear memories and beloved moments. thank you all for such wonderful writing!
Here, we are definitely in the autumn as its very cool. We are expecting rain tomorrow and over the next few days. Thanks so much for your hosting and I hope you had fun. I felt nostalgic reading poems about our childhood’s comfort smells. Enjoy your week Gina.
I have had a lovely time reading and getting to know some really amazing poets and their writing, thank you for this wonderful opportunity. keep warm and dry Grace!