photo by EEN



compose collaboratively
in the woods

Snow stays quite
clean & flat below Spruce

trees Squirrels race up
the high ones

pick cones, rotate them
with dexterity

splay the seeds
with sharps, drop soprano

notes with bracted scales
detached peduncles

terminal umbo (?)
on the white Staff-less white-

crystal sheet my boots Size 9
play bass, low

Clef their tails
the Treble, chatter me Gone


 by EEN 



    • Oh Josephine 🙂

      So glad you liked the poem. It’s VERY fresh, but I wanted to post something to start the year — so I did — even though I could still end up fiddling with the formatting etc.

      Thanks ,

      Elly x

      • You are very brave to do this! There is a sense of energy and freshness here so don’t lose that when/if you re-draft (easier said than done, I know). I think you’ve achieved that energy by not having any preamble, by going straight in. Great way to start the year! x

  1. You certainly capture the energy and capriciousness of squirrels and the way they chatter almost with their tails. I didn’t know what I was going to find when I saw squirrels (but I do so love watching ours) – and then here was this gem. Glad I looked in – I too love the soprano notes, and the ‘chatter me Gone – reminds me of ‘now you see me, now you don’t’. Really glad to have caught this one – wish I had the energy to write anything today x

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