The Book Life

4.5 | April 5, 2010


My poetry likes to make herself
smaller, rolling into the edge
of the bed, pressed against the wall,
curling into a ball on the yoga mat,
losing ten pounds. My poetry
is not anorexic, loves creme brulee cut
with coffee, but also has a skeletal
obsession, loves your spine,
her own ribs, the integrity of bone.
My poetry’s name is Senna,
and she loves to have hair long enough
to toss into a ponytail while walking,
loves leaving it a little messy,
intentionally, because my poetry is naturally
very neat. Senna likes
when the air is no temperature
at all, and how it smells
after summer storms. Of course,
she loves the moonlight, but also the glow
cast by streetlights on budding trees.
Senna likes looking up, and walking
with one hand in her pocket. She
likes when people know how she feels
from just one look, likes when it shines
from her eyes, honest. She’s strong,
flexible, doesn’t like to exercise
but loves to stretch. My poetry
rarely gets drunk, but she has
a tendency to escape
me. She has little patience
for practicality, wishes
I were more more spontaneous.
Senna wants only honesty,
and more emotion than is sometimes
available, more than is strictly
necessary. She’ll make you
uncomfortable, she’s that sincere.
You can find her most often
walking at dusk
near a library, around closing time,
playing with her hair,
trying to leave things messy
at the edges, one hand
in her pocket, one eye
on the sky, and a smile
that is small but all
for you.

[PROMPT: Make your poetry personal; name it, then write a poem to go with it.]


Posted in NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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  1. This is a wonderful riposte to the challenge! Wonderful, wonderful!!! Your words are perfect little stars filling the sky of your poem …

    Comment by Marianne — April 5, 2010 @ 10:17 pm

  2. I get a good sense of Senna’s personality through your poem.

    And on a random note, I just tasted creme brulee for the first time two days ago and I smiled when you mentioned it in your poem.

    Comment by Evelyn N. Alfred — April 5, 2010 @ 11:08 pm

  3. What a vivid portrait you’ve painted here. I love the images and the way you have strung them together.

    Comment by Erin — April 6, 2010 @ 12:40 am

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