Welcome to The
House of Clutter
The dresser in the entry is
filled with masks, coupons, lists and my lost Visa, and yes that is my husband
yelling, “not again.”
Move on past the kitchen,
unless you would like a free coffee grinder.
Don’t trip over the old
sections of the NYTimes. Did you read the Science section yet? And now the
living room filled with mail, catalogs, the current Consumer Reports for
research before we go on Amazon. And finally a sofa and the copper table that I
have labeled camp grounds, my
husband’s roost. This is where he works on the NYTimes crossword puzzle, eats
two Granny Smith apples and candy corn to complete the puzzle in ink I help
with my limited expertise: Lord Byron and French, a language I never studied. I
open our back door to let cold air in and scream,” The Turkey Vultures are
flying and dropping their crap. My husband
says”,No big deal At least it’s white.”
Mare Leonard
Mare Leonard lives and works in the Hudson Valley where
she is an Associate of the Institute for Writing and Thinking and the MAT
programs at Bard College. She has published five chapbooks of poetry and the latest at Finishing Line Press in
2018. ShRecently she has published poems at Ariel Chart, Terror House, and
Communicators League She has a full
length poetry book out for consideration
and is writing new poems of
resistance.
when caught up in the act of art i believe we forget the most challenging times remain in the domicile
ReplyDeleteit's cute and i know the editor tries to stay as diverse as possible but I really prefer more art than folks spinning yarns.
ReplyDeleteI am reminded of my parents' cluttered house, especially, but whose stacks included "True Detective." My own house? Certainly Marie (is that her name?) should come in. Unread National Geographics and catalogs that probably won't see an order. But, you never know...
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