A Poetic Glimpse
Now that we are about a month out from the end of the semester (mind-blowing, I know), I thought I might share a poem I wrote for my final portfolio. I had a lot of fun experimenting with form and voice, because poetry is not something with which I have much experience. I hope you enjoy it!
“I Almost Remember the Way We Danced”
By Charlotte Jones
Poetry is motion and movement
and I used to hate it and I still might
but you changed the way I looked at it.
You changed the way I looked at you because
from the first time I saw you move, you didn’t move in
space, you moved in words. I wanted to understand you,
but you’re like the world, massive and pirouetting and
designed to devastate an introvert. I wanted to see you,
and you let me. Like a shadow in a theatre, you danced until
I got too close and saw the lights and the projector system.
You tangled my thoughts and made my saltwater poems
your kindling. I don’t know whose fault that is.
I don’t know who possessed whom, but I know what
entranced you and sometimes I can still smell the ash
that accompanied everything you burned.
Both of us know how desperately you loved the flames.