a descent into poetry insanity |
| I asked her for a recipe from our childhood, and she flipped through hundreds of recipe cards (a soft flutter in the background) while she shared her children's latest joys and her frustration with doctors and how it felt living in the states again and why didn't I have a job, yet, wasn't I trying? and the latest book I simply must read because it changed her life—so much good advice (she doesn't have time for fiction anymore) and how her husband enjoys his job and her exercise regime and by the time I copied the recipe down on my own card, my head hurt so that I couldn't make it today. April 20—Book report—subtly (or overtly) incorporate a book report or response into a poem about something else. (If you name the book, avoid spoilers!) |