NaPoWriMo–I is for…

In the Nook


Through spotted windows

a bright but newish moon

with sixteen scattered stars

may be seen,

unless the table lamp is on,

which it is,

on the great-grandma oak table,

refinished by mom and

varnished to withstand apocalypse,

a table for dinner for one or two,

computers, books, and magazine stacks,

a cat or two, errant and undisciplined;

the fan and open back door blow breezes

and occasional catfur dustbunnies

astir on the diamond tile floor

awash in dead bugs, stray kibbles,

and catbarf remnants in the grout

that the towel didn’t pick up;

the icemaker cracks,

startling the snoring calico,

as crickets chirrup in the corner of spring.

I am digging deep, taking root.




This post is a blend of the A to Z Blog Challenge and NaPoWriMo.  To read other A to Z bloggers, click here. Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a poem that closely describes an object or place that ends in an abstract line.

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16 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo–I is for…

  1. “Varnished to withstand apocalypse.” Love that – and I think I’ve had some of those pieces of furniture myself. I am with you, in your corner. Dustbunnies and all. Ah-choo! (I’m allergic)

  2. I loved seeing your nook, through your words and your photograph. Once again, you chose the perfect words to help us see what you see. I am grateful for the freedom of the A-Z challenge. You are doing amazing things combining the poetry challenge with this. I would not be up for TWO challenges. Well done, you!

  3. What I love about this is that you have history, whimsy and real-life all rolled into one little space. You know there are sixteen stars out there (did you count them on your walk? did you peek out earlier?) but you can’t see them now. How comforting. How wonderful to have your great-grandma and your parents share the space with your cats, who in your words defy all the things we hear about them being such sanitary creatures. And you dig deep–settled into the whole of who you are.

  4. You’re a poet it and you know it. Anyone who can raise the dust bunnies and turn them into arty bits can undoubtedly has skills. I loved all the little details which painted the scene so perfectly. Having been to your house, I was impressed at your “girl power” that you that you gave the reader the beauty and the sweet smallness too.

  5. “To see a World in a Grain of Sand/And a Heaven in a Wild Flower/Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand/And Eternity in an hour.” The beauty and the universal, both, are in the details. Gorgeous beyond words. Thank you for this gift.

  6. I felt like I was “In the Nook” with you! The imagery was so tangible and beautiful. This poem made it easy for me to feel like I’m somewhere else. I cannot wait until I have a homey little nook of my own!

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