oil and vinegar, dance and dying
Last night at our IRL poetry group, Jill resurrected an old prompt (Christine’s oil and vinegar prompt). The prompt suggests alternating lines between a joyful personal experience and a distressing one. I used the experience of dancing (which will get its own poem soon, I hope) juxtaposed with my mother’s illness and death.
It just so happened that earlier in the day, I overheard a man talking on his cell phone at the grocery store. He said, “If you let that dog out it better be on a leash or you’ll never catch it.” I instantly knew it was a metaphor I would use to introduce a poem about passion some day. I use it with this piece, but I’m not sure it’s where it will find its eventual home.
While the draft (posted at “i am maureen” for comment/critique) has a way to go and is a mess in many ways (punctuation and layout, for example), the exercise gave me an interesting perspective on the last year. My general impression that I grew luke-warm about my life and lost my zing seems to be false. In fact, I have developed new passions for many things in recent months. I have thrown myself in. The dancing is one example, and so I think that’s why this draft has some potential.
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