DAY 13 – NaPoWriMo Prompt for Thursday, April 13, 2017
“You fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye”
― Margaret Atwood
Welcome to lucky day 13 of NaPoWriMo. Poets around the world are writing a poem each and every day of April. Some of us are posting writing prompts to challenge others. However you approach the exercise of writing a poem every day, it can help you to write something you would never have written otherwise. I think that’s a good thing.
This Saturday there’s a free workshop (at 4:30 pm) and then later a reading and open mid (6:15 to 8:00 p.m.) with Robert Lashley at BookTree in Kirkland. Click on this for details : 3rd Saturday Workshop & Reading at BookTree Event Page
Day 13 Prompt
Today’s prompt was suggested by Brendan McBreen –
Use the names of six different fish in a poem about politics.
“I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.”
― Langston Hughes
Prompt 11 for NaPoWriMo suggested you re-write a poem you admire by a famous poet.
Here’s the poem I wrote:
An Orange with Two Tiny Thumbs
(inspired by Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s Bird With Two Right Wings )
By Christopher J. Jarmick
And now our President
an orange with two tiny thumbs
tweets on his fancy phone; Sad! Lies! Bad!
– -while we try to keep our sanity
through each breaking news story,
as if it really mattered what the big Orange T
Tweets, or what the Conway double talks or the Spiceman denies
(Everybody is lying, you idiot).
While this mogul with tiny thumbs
tweets on , his favorite Fox plays nearby.
And now he thinks Ted is lying.
And now its Crooked Hillary’s fault.
And now Obama and fake news.
And he keeps changing the plot of the story.
And now it’s the left wingers, and now the hard right
And now the fake news wringers with perfect straight teeth.
We can even see him through the curtain
playing with his phone
promoting the bigoted liar
to be boss of the judges;
picking the climate change denier
to be in charge of the environment;
making the famous doctor who once drove by a ghetto
in charge of urban housing and development
(it’s easier than brain surgery after all).
Now guess who is in charge of crucial international diplomacy?
Why it’s Vladimir’s favorite oil Executive of course, who else?
And all this happens while we just sit
on our couches in front of TV’s that spy on us
flipping from reality New Jersey, Atlanta and Beverly Hills housewives,
to human sharks, to survivors, to celebrity apprentices
and sometimes we even watch the sexually harassed
long-legged blondes playing referee
with ex- government employees now being paid
to mock debate how the tiny thumb tweets
will make America Great Again.
On Banon, On Kushner, On Priebus and
with Spicer, with Ryan, with Generals
and precious Ivanka,
Tweet away, dash away all
and to all
a gold golf club and long red tie
made in J’ina —
which rhymes with Vagina
with a G for Government City
which sometimes is in Florida, sometimes D.C.
but that trouble isn’t for the big Orange T
who watches out for his fantastic family,
no, this big T is trouble for you
and trouble for me,
and spells out our
the clean coal
into your stocking
is providing jobs
to some Hillbillies
until the one percenters
realize that robots
can do it cheaper.
And King Orange T junior, the second
fills up the moats
that surrounds his palace, you see
with the blood of a billion