Day 23: A place of parting

Today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, whose poems tend to be short and snappy – with a lot of rhyme and soundplay. They also have a deceptive simplicity about them, like proverbs or aphorisms. Once you’ve read a few, you’ll see what I mean. Here’s her “Token Loss,” “Blue China Doorknob,” “Houdini,” and “Crustacean Island.”

Maureen Thorson at NaPoWriMo.net

Moulded glass
makes the bottle.
Soda ash, sand,
and limestone
merge. Amass
a boggling
clearness.
This here
forms the bottle
body. Glass—
essence of
the statuesque
enclosure
of water.
Although

water craves
a lack of glass—
a place of parting
in the bottle.
A non-bottle
space named
the mouth.
Without
this here
the bottle cannot
let water in or out.

As for our bodies.
Without
the spaces
of non-body
in our faces—
the gapings
between bodies—

there’s nothing
we can say.

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