Day 11glopowrimo


Prompt:  Write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does. I think of the “surprise” ending to this James Wright Poem as a model for the effect I’m hoping you’ll achieve. An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details.

drought, here is.
exasperate the living,
the grass, the trees
each leaf down to her roots.
a ground dry trembling,
cracking like eggshells, and
the dirty drowning river
where foils, cans, and all
plastics lay trashes!
another human is born.




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