holds – just – firmaments ….
Because at the moment, too many
Rainy day for me, and yet more rain.
Some said it went on for twenty days:
Others said only twelve.
Well t’was day two began the flooding,
Bridges washed away. Forty seven
Roads closed. The heavens just
Wept and wept and wept some more.
Sometimes heavy, sometimes slow
But it went on. The basket we call
Earth slipped and slid and lake upon
Lake – we felt no justice. Until finally
In April the rain eased. Though it was
A weak – entrance – the sun made.
Emily, such heavy baskets we produced.
It’s not by God, but human – climate change.
& I – being human – as guilty as the rest.
Benita H. Kape (c) 1.4.2022
I think this poem is too pragmatic for Emily. But with the line I chose: first line of a second stanza poem number 352 this is just what came to me. Wrote it for Early Bird the 31st March but only now got to post.
NaPoWriMo 2022 – Early Bird
Dickinson is known for her elliptical style, unusual word choices, and mordant sense of humor. Over the past year, I’ve experimented with writing poems based on, or responding to, various lines from her poems. Today, I’d like to challenge you to do the same! Here are a few lines of Dickinson’s that might appeal to you (the slashes indicate line breaks):
“Forever might be short”
“The absence of the Witch does not / Invalidate the spell”
“If to be ‘Elder’ – mean most pain – / I’m old enough, today”
“The second half of joy / Is shorter than the first”
“To be a Flower, is profound / Responsibility –
And if none of those inspire you, you can find many of her poems here.
I took the line “My basket holds – just – firmament – “