torn corners & confetti (iv)

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

by punkie

 

one day I was blind

and you saw

ghost blue jays

on wide pine planks

“look at the birds on the door, punkie,”

you said

as you pointed

in their reflective direction.

 

torn corners & confetti (i) 

torn corners & confetti (ii) 

torn corners & confetti (iii) 

 

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