NaPoWriMo 29: Suburbia

I know, I know – April is over, it’s May FFS – National Poetry Writing Month is so … so last month. I started a few days late and I want to come out of this with 30 poems. I actually was thinking of turning it into a 100 day project, but I’m not sure how feasible that’s going to be given everything going on between now and mid-July (middle son and nephew both graduating high school, 2 week trip to S. Korea at the end of June, and more). So … we’ll see how I feel about this in a few days. 🙂



Strip malls done tastefully, towne centers even,
with parking lots discretely hidden, ruin sunsets.
They’re all the same, with an anchor
store, nail salon, restaurant, and more. Ships
that aren’t going anywhere, but that might take you
to the American version of China or Thailand.
We all stream home to identical houses
on identical streets, knowing everyone else’s floorplan
even if it is a mirror.
Oh sure, you can personalize the little things
but don’t kid yourself: it’s all the same,
you’re all the same, the only difference between you
and your neighbor are niggling details strangers
don’t care about.


The Week May 1-7, 2017

Last week’s goals with progress indicated:

  • Work my way up Aspen‘s back.
    Working working. I’m nearly to the armhole shaping.
  • Work on Aranami (knit at least 1 new wedge) OR spin more.
    I knit 2 more wedges. This has become my portable, easy-to-work-on project.
  • Go to TKD twice; gotta break in that orange belt a little more.
    I only went once again. Not that I’m making excuses, but my buddy is out of commission for a few weeks, which gives me less motivation to go.
  • Finish out NaPoWriMo, which technically ends on the 30th but I may carry on into May to make up starting on the 3rd.
    Still on the NaPoWriMo train. As far as I know, I’m going to keep going so I have 30 poems out of it instead of 28.

I also began an embroidery project. I’ve been looking longingly at embroidery for a while now and decided to get a kit.

Today's crafting adventure: embroidery. Thanks for a great kit @sublimestitching! #embroidery #embroiderykit #sublimestitching #foxy

A few years ago I fooled around with embroidery (technically crewelwork, I guess) and beading using handmade felt and handspun yarn, which you can see here along with some other one-off projects. It was fun and I’d like to get better at it.

This week:

  • Continue up Aspen‘s back.
  • Work on Aranami (knit at least 1 new wedge) OR spin more.
  • Embroider more.
  • Write 2 more poems.
  • Go to TKD at least once.
  • Eat cake on Wednesday (my birthday).
  • Bring my oldest home from college Friday.
  • Maybe go to the Immigrants March with the family on Saturday. (My husband and his family were Vietnamese refugees who came here in the early 80s and I think it’s important for us to be there, though he is less enthusiastic.)
  • Go to Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival on Sunday with my friend Becky & her daughter. Are you local(ish) and going? Want to meet up? I’m thinking an early lunch would be an ideal time – I’m already planning on meeting an IG friend, but the more the merrier!

NaPoWriMo 28: Northern Summer

Northern Summer

I want to go swimming in the brook
like we used to, getting lost in time
until we couldn’t feel our fingers and toes,
only getting out when our lips turned blue.
Wrapped shivering in towels
we’d try to get warm on a rock in the sun,
talking and giggling and imagining.
The no-see-ums or the mosquitoes or the horseflies
finally chasing us home to find
only an hour or two gone
out of the longest short season: summer.

NaPoWriMo 26: A Slippery Slope

A Slippery Slope

Peculiar. Eccentric. Strange. Quirky. Odd.
Sad. Bizarre. Outrageous. Anal. Oddball.
Aberrant. Outlandish. Whimsical. Freak.
Awkward. Screw loose. Ditzy. Wacko. Gonzo.
Weird. Cuckcoo for CoCo Puffs. Meshuga.
Touched. Loopy. Crazed. Lost your marbles. Loony.
Nutso. Bonkers. Nutty. Out of your mind.
Basket case. Cracked up. Stark raving mad. Cray.
Nuts. Bananas. Off your rocker. Batty.
Certifiable. Unhinged. Cracked. Dotty.
Mad as a hatter. Batshit. Looney Tunes.
Screwy. Loco. Sick in the head. Crackers.
Crazy. Nuts. Mad. Mental. Schizo. Psycho.
Lunatic. Disturbed. Deranged. Demented.
OCD. Manic. Moody. Depressed
Of unsound mind. Insane. Mentally ill.

NaPoWriMo 25: The Trees Have Their Own Songs

The Trees Have Their Own Songs

Now that you’ve learned the songs of 100 birds,
your task is to learn the sounds of 20 trees.
It is especially easy when it rains:
“a splatter of metallic sparks”
or “a low, clean, woody thump”
or “a speed-typist’s clatter.”

This acoustic world is open to everyone,
but most of us never enter it.
Through sound, we come to know the place.

Life is about relationships;
not just networked, it is network.
The self degenerates into the network.

Roots draw nutrients from symbiotic fungi
and communicate with bacteria.
Leaves sniff the air to detect the health of neighbors
while releasing chemicals that summon
caterpillar-destroying parasites.
Photosynthetic cells harness the power of sunlight.
Seeds are dispersed by far-flying birds.

All words and phrases are from Trees Have Their Own Songs, Ed Yong, The Atlantic Monthly, April 4, 2017