Today’s NaPoWriMo poem is based on four-year-old and yet timeless news, whereas the photos for Lens-Artists challenge are from last April which feels like ancient past.
Prompt 7: Write “a poem based on a news article”.
Talk to a Swede
It was four years ago,
and the news was brief:
the number +46 771 793 336
and the invitation
“Get connected to a random Swede
and talk about anything”.
Swedish Tourist Association is precise.
In 79 days they got 197678 calls
that lasted 367 days in total.
The calls were from 190 countries,
the most from the USA,
the last from Australia.
How do you talk to a Swede?
You start with hej
and continue from there
and you don’t call on the last day of April.
It’s Walpurgis Eve.
My history with Sweden
goes from Pippi
and Den vita stenen
to Ingemar Stenmark
Then it goes complicated briefly
when I learn god morgon
and am told to go swimming
and stop making mashed potatoes.
I want to drive to Stockholm
but smartly opt for Tuscany instead.
And what could I tell a random Swede
and everybody else?
A man in full protective gear rang our bell today.
Tuscany treated us to three face masks,
the first we get after one month of lockdown.
And here I thought it was getting better.
Today’s post is also for the Lens-Artists photo challenge. Ann-Christine is one of the four regular hosts there, but today’s prompt simplicity comes from Patti.
These are from last April, when things were undescribably more peaceful, if you ask humans, that is. They are from around here in Tuscany but could almost be taken in Sweden too.
for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Patti at P. A. Moed: Simplicity