torn corners & confetti comprises eight stanzas of eight lines each.
As I worked on the words, the idea of accompanying them with images percolated in the background. I wondered how I might do that. In the meantime, I decided to release the poem in eight posts over eight days in keeping with the theme, title and form, as well as the way dementia chops memory into bits. The gradual release is also akin to the disease’s progressive nature. Ironically, the solution to the images problem came one night as I watched an episode of the HBO series Six Feet Under. Stay tuned.
Here’s stanza (iv):
torn corners & confetti (iv)
a poem in eight parts
one day I was blind
and you saw
ghost blue jays
on wide pine planks
“look at the birds on the door, punkie,”
as you pointed
in their reflective direction.
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2 thoughts on “torn corners & confetti (iv)”
So few words, such big pictures!
Few words, big pictures!