Long Ago, Far Away
In a post office
built for their own
hands; in the minds
of the writers
the midichlorians
sort the mail
& then. Posted
inked, delivered.
P.o. Box LexPoMo.
The writers unroll
the pens, dip &
don’t ask. They write.
just for a season, then
capped, cleaned & rolled
just for a season, then
capped, cleaned & rolled
in the old stained aprons
the slotted silver blades
are safe for another year.
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as it should be: ” the pens, dip &/don’t ask. They write.
sings: “capped, cleaned & rolled”
yes: ” the slotted silver blades/are safe for another year.
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Great write!
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I love this salute to our closing month.
But this is the phrase that set me dancing:
the midichlorians
sort the mail
Yes, yes, yes!
Thank you so much for sharing this precious poem. <3
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Love it! Great enjambement after Unroll before we get to the the pens and slip the questions.
I almost read “LexPoMoed” which could have worked too with the “Posted / inked, delivered.”
Thank you for this interstellar journey into a season almost gone.
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Fanny’s description of your writing as an “interstellar journey” is perfect!
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Coleman, you have done it again. You created another fabulous poem!
This is my favorite line:
“the pens, dip &
don’t ask. They write.”
Yes! Such a lovely tribute to the creativity and community that PoMo cultivates. Great write!
You are right there at the heart of this community, confidently beating. Can always count on Coleman to offer something moving.
Another delightful poem. I had to look up “midichlorians” and what loved the discovery. My favorite part was:
“the pens, dip &
don’t ask. They write.”
Yes!!!
Have enjoyed your poems this month!