Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here. To paraphrase Lorne Michaels, this poem doesn't go up because it's ready, it goes up because it's Friday morning.
A very small open mic last night. I'm grateful for anyone who comes to Stone Soup, but I hope new changes will bring greater numbers soon.
I had a lot to think about last night. So much so that I didn't write anything down until this morning. And I'm still early, which is funny.
I almost thought about making the poem a tanka, but I changed my mind as I thought about it. Maybe that helped the poem, maybe it didn't We'll see. Thanks for reading.
Loose Change
Man on the street
asks for enough pennies
to buy a God
he can hold in is hand.
Needs as modern deity,
accessible, manageable.
When anyone
who offers a shoulder
is also holding
a knife,
there's nowhere to turn
but his back pocket.
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Special thanks to Laurel Lambert, Martha Boss and James Van Looy.
2 comments:
chad
do send me your email, phone via email...hicksgary6770@yahoo.com.
may be visiting boston between january 1 thru 18. any space for a featured reading?
Hi, ary. Yes, yes, yes! We will keep in touch!
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