On and On
Life has been insistently busy the last few months and I all but abandoned my writing. This morning I pulled out my poetry notebook to jot down a couple of lines that came to me as I drove to the laundrymat, and I found this poem. Appropriately it’s Wednesday. So I thought I would share it. Never mind Mondays, can you tell I don’t like Wednesdays??
It’s Wednesday,
my week’s nemesis,
work’s dullest day.
It stretches like a desert
of time, the afternoon
especially dry and arid.
How to prepare for the journey?
What to bring,
not too heavy that
drags me to the ground
in the moisture-sucking air,
but keeps my parched brain
from cracking and splitting,
and able to savor
the respite when it is over?
copyright Susan Desrocher 2015
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Hah – never minded Wednesday. we call it “hump day” – because once you’ve finished it you’re over the hump on your way to the weekend. have you heard of that?
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Of course…I guess it is a little like that time in the afternoon…3:00…
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