A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Saturday, August 04, 2018

hop skip

I always love it
it's exhilarating
when a book skips ahead a little bit
between chapters. They

were in England. Things
were shaping up, and it was looking
like a promising lead in Gascony
or some damn place bam

eleven

They're in Gascony! About
getting run over by a car
in a hallucinatory, descriptive scene. This

is terse, tense writing. This
is narrative economy. They kept you

smack in the middle of it. They skipped over

the packing and boat or plane schedules!

My friend, though
dislikes when they do that. Skips. She thinks

there should be an immersive experience.
The packing and boat or plane schedules,
the voyage over so lightly skipped

could have been used. To reveal.

To illuminate. She has a point, but
on the other hand bam

twelve

We're in Rome! How about that? Not
a bad way to travel

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