Today’s prompt is to write a monster poem. We’re back to watching Mad Men on Netflix these days, season 6. This one is sort of inspired by Don Draper, and by characters like him.
Oh, that one.
He looked so dapper,
and spoke with such charm.
A family man, they all said.
He sacrificed everything
for his brilliant children,
and more for his wonderful wife.
He played it so well,
even she who thought she knew him best,
had no sense of the truth
until he’d drained her dry.
1. The smells of springtime in the hollow
2. Lush blankets of purple dead nettle coming up in the rows of stubble in the cornfields
3. Reading and reading and reading with my children–just finishing Jennifer Murdley’s Toad, another gift from one of our book faeries.
4. Memory and forgetting
5. Concentric circles of community.
May we walk in Beauty!