Our imaginative writing group facilitator Carolyn Rowell used A Room in Antwerp as a prompt on the final half-day session of our group’s spring “term.”
I wrote the skeleton of torn corners & confetti using snippets from Laure-Anne Bosselaar’s beautiful piece. In the same session, somebody talked about “carving” poems into “parts” using numbers. I mentally filed that information for future reference. A few weeks later, I revisited my as yet untitled draft. It expanded and contracted, changed and evolved over another week or so until I had eight stanzas of eight lines each.
Eight is an extraordinarily powerful number. More on that later.
Here’s stanza (iii):
torn corners & confetti (iii)
a poem in eight parts
by punkie
at dusk
a crystal-cut sun
casts rainbows
on lathe and plaster walls
then bright white spears
of full moon slice
through ebony branches
as you sleep.
© Susan Macaulay 2015. I invite you to share this link widely, but please do not reprint or reblog or copy and paste my poems into other social media without my permission. Thank you.
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Love it x
Love you xox 🙂
Thank you Michael <3
Beautiful.