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HOMEPAGE2020-05-17T21:00:29-04:00

WHY I WRITE A POEM A DAY

In January of 2011, I had just a baby and I wanted to savour those fleeting moments, but I didn’t know how. Each day sloshed mind-numbingly into the next. In a desperate hunt to find more joy in my new routine, I pledged to write a poem every day that year to train myself to slow down and observe the world around me. I suddenly found myself delighting in the smallest things. What was meant to be a one-year experiment threaded its way into my being, and I’ve never stopped. May this space inspire you to notice the ordinary moments in your own days, become more awake in your life, and live it more deeply.

TODAY’S POEM

Minor consequences of isolation

Nobody stops by anymore
for obvious reasons
given the pandemic,

which the introverted
part of me loves,

but I realized today
that there are minor consequences
of the isolation,

like the piles on our stairs
that have reproduced
and made so many more piles
that I have come to believe
my stairs are simply narrower
than before.

All that to say
that if you do stop by,
before you judge us,
it should go on record
that we all do still floss,

not that you’ll get close enough
to notice.

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