Today’s poem was part of a special launch schedule during National Poetry Month from April 1—30, 2024. I posted a new poem daily for 17 days and then got knocked off schedule because…I moved! This challenge restarted on May 1 and continues for the 13 days I missed. The final summary of all poems will be sent to all subscribers on May 24 and otherwise can be viewed for free in the archives here. Thank you for being here!
“THE CONJURING”
Chanel No. 5 dipped in a vat of cherry coke; "Attempt that nonsense", they said, and the offhanded remark stayed, an etch in my mind, smoke on an eternal rift, wanting so much to be more than a pitless rabbit hole, of yearnings not yet configured into sense. And when the grey mist drifts, all Red Sea like, would I find myself plummeting from a cloud on a sunny day? I know this sunny day. I know it too well.
P.S.
Written right after listening to the recording of a fragrance writing workshop I missed. This is the second time I’ve mentioned Chanel No. 5 in this 30 day series, I think mostly because it’s so deeply embedded in my memory as what my grandmother wore.