Sometimes, we read the
lines in the green leaf
run our fingers over the
smooth of the precious wood
from our ancient trees;
Sometimes, even the sunset
puzzles, as we look
for the lines that propel the clouds,
the colour scheme
with the multiple designs
that the first artist put together
Every day news from our neighborhoods and the world breaks over the earth, with the grace of dawn or the clatter of a shattered vase. Humans can choose: ease or brutishness. Poetry calls us to action, to attend.
Eighteen days ago, Ghanian poet Kofi Awoonor died in the violence at Nairobi's Westgate shopping mall. Above is an excerpt from his poem "Across a New Dawn."
Prompt: Think of a situation that calls you to action. What do you want to celebrate? What do you want to change? Put your attention there. And write a poem that starts with "Sometimes." Use the poetic technique of anaphora; repeat "sometimes" with each successive line or stanza. See what happens.