Today, I finally got to another process I’ve had in mind. I used “crack” to come up with some Yes or No questions for my Oracle, and wrote the questions with oil pastels on butcher paper. It was sunny, so I thought I’d try my concept outside before putting it in the mirror world.
November PAD Chapbook Challenge
Today’s prompt is to write an ekphrastic poem. I chose to write an ekphrastic about today’s photographs.
I Opened the Door a Crack
Begging the universe
to give me answers,
we found a balance
exceedingly vague.
When I asked,
Will I crack?
I was answered, box
which was no,
but upon condition
I could finagle,
and when I asked,
Is it too late?
laughter was the answer
which was yes,
and with derision.
As the ether laughed
its mocking laugh
at me, I crawled into
my box, but left the lid
open a crack
and laughed back
secure in secret
wisdom.
*A little bit of fun serendipity occurred after I posted this. I went to MasterClass and took a look at the new class with Cornel West on Philosophy. The course discusses “What It Means to Be Human,” and Mr. West says we are “cracked vessels.” I thought that was a fun tie-in with my work today.
Experience Writing 