Trying new poetic constraints. Net Tubes is a tetrameter sonnet that can be split into two dimeter sonnets.
Inspired by work of Anthony Etherin. https://icefloepress.net/2020/02/21/two-spacescapes-anthony-etherin/
As dawn rises for another day, I stare at the rug hung on the wall. it boldly proclaims 2000. That year that seemed so pivotal.(as if a year is an entity that can mean anything. ) My sister wove that rug. But what of the two decades since? The dawns turned to dust. The metal hooks tarnished with rust. It all seems fruitless but can I catch a glimmer of hope for today? #smallstories
I'm on the train and before each stop the conductor interrupts my train of thought and announces the stop. She hesitates before saying the name as if she is not sure. It makes me nervous and I double check the platform signs just to make sure. I think she has run this line too many times and all the stops blur into one. #smallstories
into the quiet,
then and today
remains a day,
Am I unemployed, between gigs, on holiday or job hunting or something else? I find I have to have ‘story’ to shut people up. Most people are uncomfortable with silence or the unemployed tag, between gigs it is. #smallstories
Surreal. A journey in #haiku through organisational change (aka how you feel getting sacked). https://wentalearn.blogspot.com/2020/12/surreal.html #smallpoems
Some things fall to calm -
all floating surface features -
with movement, below
I had all these pre-covid plans. Big plans, moving plans, new job plans. Now that has all changed. While I appreciate the pull-up, the necessity to stay, to keep feet grounded. I struggle to find my footing. #smallstories
There are many ways of seeing things.
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