Think back to the first house you remember living in. Today’s prompt is inspired by Gaston Bachelard’s The Poetics of Space and also by some advice from David Wagoner, namely:
Write down your earliest memories—the details—and trust them. Don’t worry about understanding them or about whether they’re an appropriated memory (the story that maybe you heard so many times it became your own). What was the horizon like, what could you see, what rules did you have to follow, what rules did you break, were you allowed to be alone?
Now, think of something in the house or in the yard—or someone in the neighborhood—and write a letter to it or her or him or them.
On another note, poetry news
Vary the Line posted my answer to the question “What is a poem?”
The Operating System posted my piece about the delights of reading Oliver de la Paz’s poetry.
Tomorrow I’ll be heading across the mountains to Ellensburg for Inland Poetry’s Baudelaire’s Birthday Bash. Come join us for an all-day poetry prowl, capped off with a reading by Washington State Poet Laureate Tod Marshall.