Lifting Lines, Shuffling Words, Plucking Strings

one of those haiku moments aided by the disposition of the longer text into couplets

in the closet full
of guitars and stomped hay

Gillian Conoley
“We Don’t Have to Share a Fate”
from the book A Little More Red Sun on the Human: New & Selected Poems

the startling visual impact of the lines is attributable in part to an early exposure to film:

Film was my first experience of art. As a writer, I envy film’s ability to immediately draw us in to a world that looks so much like the one we walk in.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/gillian-conoley

the mind is arrested and reels back:

guitars, stomped hay, closet full

And so for day 2850
01.10.2014

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