Lemon Lozenge Moon

DAY SEVEN
On April 7, 2018
Look at that! We’re now a whole week into Na/GloPoWriMo.

And now for our (optional) prompt. In our interview, Kyle Dargan suggests writing out a list of all of your different layers of identity.
These are all ways you could be described or lenses you could be viewed through. Now divide all of those things into lists of what makes you feel powerful and what makes you feel vulnerable. Now write a poem in which one of the identities from the first list contends or talks with an identity from the second list. Happy Writing!

Lemon Lozenge Moon

You sit in an outdoor café
pale grey classic suit, legs crossed, high heels
crystal cup, ice cream, long silver spoon
silk scarf studiously slung around shoulders
hair neatly sleeked back

I squat on a rock by the brook
sneakers, jeans, mango-red sweatshirt
pebbles in my pocket, hazelnuts
watch a dragonfly settle on a patch of moss
let breeze ruffle my hair

you demand a neat sidewalk
a groomed garden in the sun
Lucia di Lammermoor’s opening night
applause
I don’t mind the rain, see jewels in drops
gliding down the window pane
bats darting about at nightfall

you’re into status symbol stuff
brandish your one Gucci bag
a shield to protect you, fearful
of the vagaries of life
appraisal in others’ eyes
underneath you’re timid, wary
a snail hoping for morning dew
before she crawls out

I just drive off, don’t check map, gas gauge
never worry, look back or far ahead
I dream my day into being
each minute a champagne bubble
image, impulse for a poem

you’re stiff, correct, ever on time
sit, memorize, study, please
never good enough
check potential pitfalls, rules
pretend, attentive, elegant
order just a way to keep safe
style a bandage for a wound

I go overboard, sit in an airport terminal
make friends with the red-head girl
training to be a clown
juggling balls amidst slumped, bored bodies
selfies with the clown
I forget, where am I headed
loudspeaker booms my name

you like to impress people
I’d like to express
in pain when in a day I haven’t
written a line
deciphered a sparkle of a surprise

you peel an orange like an apple
one single, long, circular peel
slides down in one piece
I cut lengthwise, one by one
follow imagined segments inside
peel falls open, a chalice
orange petals spread wide

you like things linear, lined up
state what you prefer
for me it’s complex
I love so many people, things, I get lost

you’re my Linus blanket
help me in the world
right address, correct manners, fingernails
you’re about perfection, approval
sorted out, straightened, underlined
on target, on time

you remember: take Kleenex, keys, pills
coin for the supermarket cart
you shine husband’s shoes
massage shoulders, neck
I read to him from the weekend paper
the non-poetic stuff
we both love to make love

I offer you pearly beads of words
in the palm of my hand
you sit down, type, retype, edit
anything finished, published, is your’s

I make you laugh
chance encounters, moments of magic
show you the lemon-lozenge moon
see: it’s rising in the night sky
right now, just for you

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