Today’s poetry and photo challenge prompts go together well. The poem is full of my choices, just like my life.
Prompt 26: “For this prompt, you will need to fill out, in five minutes or less, the following ‘Almanac Questionnaire.’ Then, use your responses as to basis for a poem.
Found on the Street:
Outside your window, you find:
Today’s news headline:
Scrap from a letter:
Animal from a myth:
Story read to children at night:
You walk three minutes down an alley and you find:
You walk to the border and hear:
What you fear:
Picture on your city’s postcard:
Not in exactly this order, but this is what I’ve done and here are my answers in a poem, perfect also for Patrick’s theme of choices for his Pic and a Word challenge.
You call it almanac,
we called it lexicons in primary school,
predating Facebook, full of nosy questions
Actor? Singer? Group?
Weather, plant, animal?
Sunny but not hot.
Fields of wildflowers.
Chinchilla, iguana, škarpena
which sounds more alluring than Red Scorpionfish.
Architecture? Funky, individualistic.
Hm? My customs? Nation’s?
To dance wildly at midnight in some crazy mask?
Childhood wish? To become a detective.
Likes to see? Art in the street.
“Nisam ja odavde.” (I’m not from here.)
Hm? I’m not a country to export. Myself?
One lover at a time.
No conspiracy, everything is true somewhere.
Not wearing much, mostly clothes.
When electricity was rationed back in Yugoslavia
and we were in the playground
and all lights went out at the same time.
watching a ski race in Slovenia
next to me for a while.
He wore a huge smile and thick huge gloves,
and clapped, and gave me an autograph.
“Maybe he is dead or just vegetating, nobody knows for sure.”
Whose? Mine? I remember my letters more than other people’s:
“And now he is building this garden for me.”
I was only read to. Pippi was always the big win.
One beast from a myth?
Ah, don’t know, one of those with many heads.
Now outside my window?
The dog, birds, Tuscany, viruses.
Three minutes away? A field full of wildflowers.
What they say? “You cannot enter. Not now, not ever.”
What I fear? More and more things.
“Other people,” my mother replied in an old lexicon.
Dragon, if it’s the previous city.
Flamingo, if it’s the present.
In photos, my choice of glimpses from my dog walks yesterday and today.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #229: Choices