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Grr. I’m so discombobulated today I thought it was Friday. It’s the noise. I’m going to really need the neighbors (and the HOA) to coordinate on a day when they have the yardwork done, because the minute it stops raining it gets ridiculous…

suburban nuisance

“Don’t chase poems,”
let them come,”
I insist.

Arriving
afterwards,
an assault –

Leaf blowers.
Honestly,
What’s the point?!

SOMEONE is a little grumpy this morning. I really hope it’s going to go better tomorrow – on the plus side, the verse portion of today’s project went very, very quickly…


Seeing as its nearly Poetry Friday (sigh: not Friday yet. Alas), I am leaving myself a reminder to check in on the Kidlit Progressive Poem. This annual creative exercise, ably organized by poet Margaret Simon, is fascinating for someone who hated group projects in school. Somehow, even with all of our varied styles, the group pulls it off, though the verse takes frequent(!) unexpected (!!!) turns. I find the whole process enormously entertaining, so I’ve joined this year again, next in line after my play cousins Karen, Heidi, and Mary Lee. The theme this year is metaphorical, and so far it’s very… avian? in the Land of Poetry. Today kicks off a second stanza – I expect we’ll take another of those unexpected turns, so I look forward to seeing where we all end up…

4 Replies to “{npm ’26 • 9}”

  1. PREACH about the leaf blowers!

    I’m loving these, Tanita. Your paneled tree! ❤️

    This is my first year to participate in the Progressive Poem. I’m hoping I don’t take it into left field when it’s my turn. Though I guess even left field, in the Land of Poetry, would be worth visiting? 😀

    1. @KarenEdmisten: Oh, yay, Karen! This is my second year and I enjoyed it last time. You’ll have fun. Tab has put us in a good direction with a fantastic land, so indeed, a left turn will still be worth taking.

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