View from my writing window (#poetryatwork)

14 Jan

View from my writing window

Rectangles and lines of nonfiction
diagonal, horizontal, vertical paragraphs
of roof, window, drainpipe
Venetian sentences
just a little off
with the siding
(a bit of parallelism
would even that out)

Eave trough
is a green algae poem
(if my window opened
on the near side
I would revise it
with a long-handled mop)

Only movement
commas, colons and periods
dripping from the greasy shingles
and once in a while
dropping in to visit
fantasy crow
or jeweled pigeon
from a novel setting

© 2011 by Violet Nesdoly


Today is Poetry at Work Day! I’m celebrating it by re-posting this poem about the view from the room in which I work (our townhouse’s third bedroom that has been my office from the day we moved here).  My view isn’t particularly inspiring. My window faces another building. The window just across from mine, judging from the pink curtains, is the bedroom window of our neighbours’ five-year-old daughter.  From time to time the blinds open and and then they close but not much else goes on.

However, I am thrilled to have my own room in which to write, despite the lack of an exciting view.


How are you celebrating Poetry At Work Day? Need some inspiration? The Infographic below (captured from this page at Tweetspeak Poetry) will give you some ideas! Have a wonderfully poetic day, wherever and whatever your work!

Poetry At Work Day - Infographic

Poetry At Work Day Infographic from Tweetspeak Poetry.


Posted by on January 14, 2014 in Personal, Writing


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13 responses to “View from my writing window (#poetryatwork)

  1. Charles van Gorkom

    March 29, 2011 at 6:58 am

    WEll Done! I really enjoyed this….. 🙂 I appreciate your discipline!


  2. Maureen

    March 29, 2011 at 7:20 am

    Lovely plays on words.


  3. brian

    March 29, 2011 at 6:12 pm

    smiles. my view is usually the coffee shop….i love watching people and finding my inspiration there…


  4. RepressedSoul

    March 30, 2011 at 12:31 am

    Think thisis my first visit to you, really nice play on the words in your poem, can imagine watching the scene from the coffee shop as Brian said. People watching is an inherant part of what makes us write.


  5. signed .............bkm

    March 30, 2011 at 2:17 pm

    beautifully versed, between commas and eave troughs…and a green algae poem is life and an amazing one…thank you…bkm


  6. kiwiskan

    January 14, 2014 at 11:00 am

    love your poem. It’s the 15th here now so I managed to miss this day, but I’ll try a special poem today instead – and put it in my diary for next year!


    • Violet Nesdoly

      January 14, 2014 at 3:33 pm

      That’s right Kiwiskan. But judging from the frequent poetry postings on your blog, most days are Poetry at Work days for you! I enjoy your beautiful thoughts on nature and God. Keep it up!


  7. dmayr

    January 14, 2014 at 11:46 am

    Nice job, Violet. I’ve posted a tanka to celebrate at


    • Violet Nesdoly

      January 14, 2014 at 3:31 pm

      Saw your tanka, Diane! Perfect sum-up of how a poet-librarian spends her day. Thanks for joining in!


  8. Linda Baie

    January 14, 2014 at 5:27 pm

    I didn’t know, Violet. What a fun poem with the clever approach to your view, or POV. And thanks for all the advertisements for this day-wish I’d known sooner!


    • Violet Nesdoly

      January 15, 2014 at 7:37 am

      Thank you, Linda! You work with poetry often as a teacher, so poetry at work day is every day for you, isn’t it? As for the day, there’s always next year 🙂


  9. Laura Shovan

    January 16, 2014 at 5:49 pm

    There’s some really cool geometry, structure, and architecture to your poem. I loved the way the shingles seemed to hold things — words, crows, visual images.


    • Violet Nesdoly

      January 17, 2014 at 9:21 am

      Thank you Laura! When I challenged myself to write a poem about the limited view out of my window, there didn’t seem to be much to work with. Watching the rain fall off my roof is a regular occupation–like those letters that flow from our fingers when we type. And the odd bird is a welcome visitor! Glad you think it works.



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