Day 26: Go-to not-destination

Prompt: Almanac questionnaire   Weather: Sunny and cold Flora: Violets Architecture: Bungalow Customs: Social distancing Mammals/reptiles/fish: Domesticated dogs Childhood dream: Glitter and sunlight Found on the Street: Free Little Pantry Export: Macaroni and cheese dinners Graffiti: None Lover: Spouse Conspiracy: Theory Dress: Down Hometown memory: Falling leaves Notable person: Ghandi Outside your window, you find: […]

Day 21: Autobiography

Prompt: Homophonic translation   Fernando Pessoa: Autopsicografia Autobiography O poeta é um fingidor. Finge tão completamente Que chega a fingir que é dor A dor que deveras sente. E os que lêem o que escreve, Na dor lida sentem bem, Não as duas que ele teve, Mas só que éles não têm. E assim nas […]

Day 14: Ms. Manila

Prompt: Forebears   The students that died on the streets of Manila were only trying to point out the obvious: Where did you get the money to gild every corner of your dozen houses when my family could barely afford shoes? Why are you sending the military to disperse crowds gathering along a historic monument […]

Day 10: Eastertide

Prompt: Hay(na)ku from Magic Realism Bot   A bureaucrat looks into spectacles sees every angel’s sigh in Chicago. Accounts all for today’s governor’s news conference, number of beds on standby, possibly forever, waiting patiently for slightly unwell bodies, those on the mend, chronic, the ones whose stilled breathing deferred fifty more years, forty, thirty, twenty, […]

Day 7: The perfect pair

Prompt: Current event   I wondered if a person’s greatest enemy are themselves, then we’re trapped in a loosing battle, a forever loop where random groups may sometimes do us proud, others, fine failures to pass along schoolchildren. Then machines flew high above, returning images of us tiny, how fragile we are — herds of […]

Day 3: Open a window

Prompt: Similar-sounding word bank A belated April Fools’ Day — didn’t mean to prank anyone, but it isn’t really a prank if forewarned — see if you can find the joke in this poem. It’s stuck in my head and begging to be let out for a while now, meaning, it’s always known I was […]