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Sunday Scribblings #252: Ars Poetica: Poetry In the Everyday

I have realized that my best writing comes from the small, messy, and beautiful parts of my daily routine. Finding joy in these everyday moments is what truly centers me and it inspired my ars poetica today; it reminds me that poetry isn’t just something we study, but something we inhabit. It is finding a poem in a morning smile, a verse in the backyard garden, and the quiet rhythm of the everyday.

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Poetic Sundays: Poetry In the Everyday

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt looks ars poetica, aka “the art of poetry.” It’s been a tradition going all the way back to Horace for poets to write poems that lay out – whether explicitly or obliquely – some statement about why the poet writes, or what they think poetry is. Today, our challenge is to write our own ars poetica, giving the reader some insight into what keeps us writing poetry, or what we think poetry should do.

Ars Poetica: In the Everyday

See that hummingbird beckoning me
to fill its empty feeder,
that is poetry

Hear the wind whistling
around my backyard,
over the moon
there, poetry croons

Feel the warmth of a hug, a kiss,
a smile worth all the fuss
poetry is this

The stories mothers tell their children,
the tales they spin
out of books woven with childhoods
theirs, their mothers’, their grandmothers’
a tapestry of memory,
of hopes and dreams
that is poetry

Read the lines that stumble and strain,
or the ones that flow
like a creek over rock and ravine
that is poetry

Comfort food far from home
curd rice with pickles, for some

The family photo with your loved ones
here, elsewhere,
and no longer anywhere—

The door opened when your hands are full,
an empty sink and folded clothes—

that, too, is poetry

~ Vidya Tiru @ LadyInReadWrites

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