Today’s #VerseLove prompt, “Look Closely,” comes from Joanne Emery. Her poem for the day tells the story of the house of her loved ones. As I read her work, a poem I’ve been percolating on the back burner might be ready to come to the surface. So I’ll give it a go.
Driving the Point Home
There
are times
as I drive
through neighborhoods
whiz past the houses
I think of my own home
and all that it holds within:
laughs around the dinner table
the door frame where we measured our height
countless retellings of family lore
hugs of farewell, of grief, of welcome
but my home is one of many,
like these, these houses that I
speed past – every last one
harbors countless worlds,
beyond what I’d
possibly
ever
know.
Soapbox: The Way I see Things 