Hello, Poetry Friday, I’m so glad to be here!
Thank you, to Donna at MainelyWrite for hosting today.
I’ve been collecting Laura Shovan’s found objects poetry project images on a google doc.
I’ve always been attracted to “found” objects for poetry. It’s welcoming, an invitation to join in and discover. Thank you, Laura, for your daily inspiration.
The heart holds curved pools
while geometry refracts
life trapped in silver.
Julieanne Harmatz 2016
My thumb and finger would drive the eraser wheel
along the edge of my mother’s desk.
The scalloped metal scraping against my skin,
I pressed and spun a path
leaving
pink line
memories
on the wooden surface
along the edge of my mother’s desk
until the blue broom turned
to whisk them
away.
Julieanne Harmatz 2016