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Talking with a stranger

Happy National Poetry Month.

It’s been over a month since I’ve posted here. My time away has had its events.

Mid-February I went to northern B.C. to be with my daughter and help with the grandkids around the birth of her baby. Their lovely baby girl arrived on February 24th.

Then on March 2nd (still at my daughter’s) I had a crazy fall on some stairs and fractured my hip. Surgery the next day put everything right (I hope) though I’m still walking with a cane and not back to normal mobility (of course I’m back at home now). That’s life for you!

Again this April I’m attempting to write a poem a day. I’m using a grab-bag of prompts to help with this: Robert Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog, Adele Kenny blog The Music In It, Martha Silano’s book The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice and others.

Today’s poem was prompted by the Poets and Writers weekly email “The Time Is Now.” This prompt is actually for creative nonfiction but who says one can’t use it for a poem?

Children are often reminded not to talk to strangers, and for good reason. As we get older, communication with strangers isn’t as dangerous, but it can still be uncomfortable. This week, think about a conversation you have had with a stranger in an awkward situation. Who started it? Did you feel safe? After talking, did you feel like you knew this person any better? Did you ever see this person again, and if not, would you want to?

On reading that prompt I immediately thought of my experience this past Monday when, after attending my physiotherapy appointment, I decided to sit and wait for hubby on the bench outside the building.

park bench

Talking with a stranger

Appointment done, the sun is out
the day is warm, the bench is long
the lady sitting there is mute
hair turbaned, leather purse is gold
she wears sunglasses and a coat.

I say, “It’s nice.” She says, “It is.”
I find my notebook and my pen.
She looks asleep but murmurs then,
“How warm is it to get today?
“Twelve or fifteen is what they say.”

Our little talk has loosed her tongue
for now the muttering has begun
not to me or anyone
within our view converses she
with ones unseen

earnestly, disgustedly
with vehemence
and sarcasm, disdainfully
while I, relieved of chat polite
can write and write and write and write.

Violet Nesdoly © 2014 (All rights reserved)

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Poetry Friday LogoThis post is part of Poetry Friday, hosted today by Amy at The Poem Farm – a farm where poetry flourishes!

 

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Posted by on April 3, 2014 in People, Writing

 

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Blog Gremlins

Blog Gremlins

Months and months of work
an index linked with care
hundreds of blog posts
I’d find each one from there.

One day its permalink
I clicked to make a change
before my startled eye
not only rearranged

but totally replaced
and in its place the page
I had been working on!
I was in shock, enraged

I back-clicked, pressed “Undo”
closed, exited and feared
re-opened, fears confirmed
my index disappeared.

Who ate my bits and bytes
exchanging them for prose?
Wait till I meet those nerds
I’ll punch them in the nose!

© 2013 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)

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This poem is written for the November 30th prompt: “Write a disappearing poem. Simple as that….”

The event described above really happened to me. I write a daily devotional blog and had made index pages on my Blogger blog (Old and New Testament) linking each post under its  Bible book in chapter order. One day when I went to update that page with the URL of the piece I had just written (in my usual way) my index was gone, entirely replaced with the post I had just been working on! How that happened I have no idea.

Fortunately I had saved that Blogger index page some months earlier as a Word.doc and was keeping it updated (sort of). I have since taken the index pages off the site, so the gremlins no longer have access to them (I don’t think…).  And of course the ‘punch in the nose’ bit is all in fun and in the service of rhyme. I know, it’s hardly in keeping with the “turn the other cheek” attitude the Bible tells us to have.

AND WITH THIS POEM I COMPLETE THE NOVEMBER CHAPBOOK CHALLENGE.

I DID IT!!! I wrote 30 new poems this month.

 
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Posted by on November 30, 2013 in Light

 

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