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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Out of the Box

Charlotte Hamrick

Out of the BoxFrog and Robin nestledin a neighborhoodconvenience storefrequently brown-baggedfood and smokedjoints in the parking lotadventurousexceeding all odds Erasure poem created from the nonfiction piece, “Is This Home?” by Sam Stephenson in Oxford American, Winter 2020. I decided to go whimsical to balance out my last rather heavy poem. Balance is important, I think. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Out of the Box

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Patterns

Charlotte Hamrick

Erasure created from text in Start Small: How Tiny Nature Grows Hope by Michela Griffith. I recently discovered Michela’s Substack which focuses on nature photography and observations from her home in Northeast Scotland. Her prose is gorgeous and insightful. I recommend her site. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building a body of work (or a life) is all about the slow accumulation of a day’s worth of effort over time.” Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Patterns

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): In the Moment I Realize

Charlotte Hamrick

In the Moment I RealizeWords, like colors, swirl withinthe heart and gut, throughthe bloodstream, into the fingersYour vacant chair is blue fading to violet then to grey until,at last, it is colorlessBut all around mebare winter branches burstinto flower,the Japanese Magnolia reachesits tender pink blooms to the skyLight is always within reach This bitty Eckphrastic thing was inspired by the artwork above as seen on the Women’s Art account on X. (@womensart1) I’ve followed Women’s Art there for many years and recommend it. My “Something Small, Every Day (or so)” series is inspired by Austin Kleon’s piece here where he says, “Building … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): In the Moment I Realize

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Thoughts While Watching Mulholland Drive

Charlotte Hamrick

Thoughts While Watching Mulholland DriveDays passin a movie reelof lifeLovers, villains, heroestread across our stage Sometimes we forgetwe are the directors of our movieable to place bodies manage emotionsWhy hold our breathduring chaos until confusion dies downWe can fill our lungs with free willcreate scenes to suitour narrative Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Thoughts While Watching Mulholland Drive

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): To the Little British Girl

Charlotte Hamrick

To the Little British Girl on Gardener’s World who grew her first garden this year. Your tour of the garden was just what my tired and sad eyes needed this morning. Walking the garden in your pink wellies, you proudly showed the dahlias you grew from seed, the roses you rescued from black spot, tending them with care and fresh compost, the tomatoes (toe-mah-toes) and peppers bursting with life, and everything you declared as “lovely”. Little British girl, you are lovelier than the loveliest flower. Your delight is contagious and a reminder to observe the small things, to nurture the … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): To the Little British Girl

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Pie in the Sky

Charlotte Hamrick

Pie in the Skysmile ferociously with steelyeyes and stormy visionsmash the windows closedAgainst your intentbreak the glass fling its shardsInto clouds of resolvecutting your lingering ghostskiss the nakedness of avoluminous sky Today I used words from the Magnetic Poetry Kit. The embolden words were in the list. Photo by me. Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Pie in the Sky

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Something Small, Every Day (or so): Frostbiting

Charlotte Hamrick

FrostbitingSailing in cold weather,sharks trolled the provincialreefs, enforcing a mandate of approved colors within the linesand sanctionedinterspecies communication.They believed they were disguised beneath the smooth skin and welcoming grinof the dolphin, butsmaller fish are quick and quietgliding through dark, turbulent waves,avoiding the gnashing teeth and bellowsof sharks in dolphin clothing.They endured the frostbiting pressure,learned to float in icy waters untilUp, up, upthey rose to where light was meltingthe menace at last.* Frostbiting is a new to me word whose definition immediately made me think of the relentless clamp down on free speech in the last several years. (I do not … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Frostbiting