#NaPoWriMo – Day Thirteen – News Anchor

There is nothing to report.
Just cameras whittling time
into little pixeled boxes.
Behind a curved desk
an anchor is just that today,
a weight to keep the ship steady
focused in on itself,
to stop the rigging pulling loose,
or port and starboard drifting
too far from the bones of each other.
The mics only capture seafoam,
its hiss, hiss, hiss, on sand
as the nothing news drags in
and out across our feet.

Write a poem in the form of a news article you wish would come out tomorrow.

NaPoWriMo 2021 Prompt – Day Thriteen

The Birds Build Nests – A Poem By Carol J Forrester

The birds build nest from found objects
up in the eaves of my house
where I have no place to call a home
mine.
Fragile window-frames of splintered straws,
postcard door fluttering off its hinges.
I stack these pieces on top of each other,
ring the patio table in old newspapers,
and build myself something small, contained,
a space to fill up with just me
and leave no part abandoned.
When winter cracks against the garden,
steps up to the windows, climbs the brickwork,
I understand better why the birds all left
when the leaves turned gold.
These nests are skins for the shedding,
a stripping out of last year’s hide,
before the cold can come and take.

Tonight I’m writing for the DVersePoetics Prompt, where we’ve been asked to “write a poem in the first person that compares some trait of ours with something animal”, taking inspiration from Marjorie Saiser’s poem ‘The Print The Whales Make’.

#NaPoWriMo 2021 – Day Twelve – Destroyer

He’d be gone before the rubble settled.
Leave a town burning in his wake,
crushed stone slithering through cracks
like sand in a broken hourglass,
pooling empty hours into empty streets.
This seafarer, spacefarer, carving out
his stamp on a place
so he might be able to see it from above
when he glanced down
at the ruins he’d built.
He must have seen a beauty in destruction
or why would he have sought out more?

This prompt challenges you to write a poem using at least one word/concept/idea from each of two specialty dictionaries: Lempriere’s Classical Dictionary and the Historical Dictionary of Science Fiction.

NaPoWriMo 2021 Prompt – Day Twelve

#NaPoWriMo – Day Eleven – Aspasia

The greatest honour a woman can have is to be least spoken of in men’s company, whether in praise or in criticism.

Pericles’ Funeral Oration (after 490 BCE) from Thucydides, The Peloponnesian War

I.

The Assassin’s Creed games have taken your image,
placed you at the centre of their storyline
as the ultimate villain
and laid Pericles’ death at your feet.
It makes me wonder if Thucydides was wishing you away
when he wrote the Funeral Oration in his play,
tongued words of rebuke into Pericles’ mouth
to made it clear that you would have been best,
sticking to your shadows
with the other none-citizens.
Or better yet, if you could have pretended the role
of a true Athenian wife:
silent, and isolated at her spinning
in another room,
while the men burned hot in their political worlds
instead of staking yourself a place among them,
and into history,
as just too brilliant to possibly be respectable
for where’s there is smoke there is always fire.

II.

The men may have their forums, but I still speak
and build my own places of discussion,
for there is a freedom in love
without the binds of law
when means my tongue has no need to bow down
to politicians or their stages.
After two and a half millennium I am dust
and nothing remains of what I wrote
except in the gossip of others’
which is always a shade of fiction on the truth
and too often without inspiration
for how to bring down another woman
stepping outside the chalk lines men draw.
Do not believe all that is written,
or all that is said,
it becomes too easy to make figures
when the known history is soft enough to mould
into shapes that suit the reader best.

write a two-part poem, in the form of an exchange of letters. The first stanza (or part) should be in the form of a letter that you write either to yourself or to a famous fictional or historical person. The second part should be the letter you receive in response.

NaPoWriMo – Day Eleven Prompt

If you would like a half-an-hour podcast of who Aspasia was exactly, then I thoroughly recommend Natalie Haynes episode on her from Natalie Haynes Stands Up For The Classics on BBC 4. She was the lover of the Athenian politician Pericles, (known as the father of Democracy) and utterly unique for her time. Once I’ve finished my post on the women of the Peasant Revolt I think I’ll have to spend some time pulling together a blog post about her, because she was an amazing historical figure pushing the boundaries of what women were allowed to do, and what was assumed about them.

#NaPoWriMo – Day Ten – Clutter Bug

First it was the slugs,
then the pigeons, this year squirrels
and not just the one hiding shells
in the grates of our drain pipes.
This year there’s a pair of them
running track along the broken fence line.

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