dear time it takes the fog
to make the backyard
disappear:
i see your flush of metaphor
and raise you
this wide bowl
of bright and tiny clementines.
As a way to celebrate National Poetry Month, and also re-ignite my own writing practice, I am committing to write a poem every day in April. I'm calling the series "Ode to an Ordinary Moment." The idea is to tune my attention to the tiny, to the every day, to whatever's right under my nose. I'll post them here, but you can follow along as well on Instagram (#odetoanordinarymoment).