Anyone up for this Challenge?
Has anyone else found scissors inspiring? Never thought I would but as my favourite Professor said, the scissors chose me – I didn’t choose the scissors. Very Zen.
To encourage you, here are the first & final versions of a poem written after 10 minutes of Scissor contemplation & manipulation…
1st Version:
Cutting into my life.
Sharp edges that define.
Cruel severance.
Pointed.
Cold steel ‘ shiny, hard, distant.
Cream/grey plastic
warm, smooth, closer.
Why is?
Unnatural – closer?
Cut/pain ‘ endings,
Death/severance ‘ no going back.
No return ‘ finality.
Blades slicing together
teamwork ‘ severance.
Teamwork – blades;
actually touching.
Wiltshire Staysharp,
a warning of actuality;
‘THIS IS WHAT I AM’
engraved,
scoured into the hard steel,
un-erasable,
undeniable.
Circular pivot – the turning point;
the axis of action.
Inspired by these original words – I linked them to my (then, 2002) romantic dilemma: a man I loved 28 years before, contacted me on…
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