Sometimes a line can lead to a novel, but not every time. The first poem today is a good first line but I am not sure I understood where to go with it.
the weather today is called drizzle
those of you from more edgy environments will be relieved to know that the precipitation on this planet is principally CO2 with a dash of microplastics and heavy metals
incidentally the inhabitants of this island will be very happy to discourse about the weather
please note this does not mean you can ask them any other questions
It's a piece of nonsense, but it requited deft handling to bring off the necessary lightness. I honestly do not think I have achieved it. Killer first line though, probably one to put away for a long time. This next poem is making its third appearance in as many weeks. You can read them here and here.
In the 1970s K-unit Maintenance
baggin’ room at Castner-Kelner Chemical Works
was not conducive to the study of great literature.
We were employed to fix broken machinery
and not to broaden our intellectual horizons
so there were no pointers to those volumes
that could have enabled us to understand
why we had been educated to a certain point
then handed overalls and told to get on with it.
We just drank tea on our breaks
and talked of nothing in particular
I think the difficulty for me has been getting clarity. I have known what I wanted to say but did not want to be either supercilious or tell [rather than show]. It is a changing line to walk. This is definitely one to share with the Secret Poets.
Here are a Charm of Finches, such lovely harmonies, they are so well worth a listen.
Until next time.
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