Look – LOOK! – thirty poems in thirty days. (Admittedly, not every day…) It still feels like a very small, personal miracle. Personally – I take my wonders where I find them. I have so enjoyed NaPoWriMo and loved the prompts set every day.
The last prompt is to take a short poem and invert each word to turn it inside out. I’ve chosen;
From Sword Blades and Poppy Seeds By Amy Lowell
If you come towards me
Space lifts silent life
Unlike a taut string.
You whisper against me away from inverted dark matter
Or murmur out of the furrows little calm.
Fields leaving slowly,
Many before included,
Press me closer to you,
Shadows of the country smother my ears
Now you can be blind to the back of my head.
Than shouldn’t you come to me?
to heal yourself beneath the soft centres of the day.