Today’s poem is part of a special launch schedule during National Poetry Month from April 1—30, 2024. I’ll be posting a new poem daily for 30 days, which will be sent out to all subscribers as a summary on April 30 and otherwise can be viewed for free in the archives here. Thank you for being here!
“INTERIOR DECORATING”
We carried all our ghosts with us, from first home to temporary home to real first home, five years of waiting soaked up in a beige piled rug. Time for something new, we finally said, and like Two millennials we migrated over to an ombre grey. Don't call it bland, I was thinking "industrial". Just wait till you see what I do with it. Two recessions, widespread system breakage, record inflation can't stop the vision. Bring the orchids in (fake, for my orange monsters). Rattle the cage, I'm in my 800 square foot paradise. Just watch, I'll paint it red, pink, lush. Flowers still grow between rocks and hard places, and we'll still write our names all over.
P.S.
If you write poems, do you notice any difference in quality between poems you write quickly vs poems you take a long time to finish? I might have to come back to some of the ones that I wrote in one 15-30 minute shot like this poem. There’s something about it that I feel isn’t quite there, and there’s something about it that conceptually is teasing at something that is.