Perhaps because I am an actor, this week’s prompt from ReadWritePoem.Org “Get Your Poem On” appealed to me from a visual as well as a language perspective. We were to “set the scene” rather than “describe the action”….
So I created a scene in my mind where a writer suddenly disappears. She is seen, every dawn, on her porch and one day – while her coffee is on her desk and her pen is poised to write,
She vanishes.
Enjoy.
Where is the writer?
The one whose pen waits, patient
Coffee mist still rising
Electricity spurts forth
Without the on switch
Books in stacks hover
"Read me, next, choose me at dawn"
No reader, no life comes
Cat seeks her owner
Absent perfume scent lingers
Tail hugs Queen Anne chair
Forty five degrees
Angle, that is, seat still warm
Why is no one here?
I like the simple progression of this and how it manages to let the narrator step out of herself in a very realized way (through the photographs). Neat idea, wryly but not self-consciously self-referential.
Posted by: David Moolten | November 05, 2009 at 01:26 PM
An interesting visual poem Julie!! The absence of the author. The invisible reader.
Posted by: irene | November 05, 2009 at 04:23 PM
The author has gone to phone the electrician to come and discover why the electricity is "spurting without a switch". The pictures and the words set a mysterious scene without the subject. I enjoyed exploring it. Thanks, Julie!
Posted by: Linda Fraser | November 05, 2009 at 06:50 PM
What a great string of haiku images and words!
Posted by: tamra at laughingdove | November 06, 2009 at 01:02 AM
I enjoy reading each comment... and yes, my porch will continue to welcome me but wow, do my kids really need to litter the front of it like that?!
Loved this prompt and have enjoyed visiting your blogs and reading your poetry as well.
Brava/Bravo, one and all!
Posted by: Julie Jordan Scott | November 06, 2009 at 06:49 AM
i could not help but to notice the shadows of things has just as much life as the lifeless...
Posted by: pieceofpie | November 07, 2009 at 03:47 PM