untamed morning
comes barging through
the doors,
the streaked windows,
showing the spots
we missed
in yesterday’s
polish and shine
we turn back
to page one
and learn again
how to read
the day,
discovering
what we missed
for the last
thousand
years,
carefully wrapping
ghosts in tea towels
because we have
no shrouds
© Jilly’s All Rights Reserved
for Day 11 of 28 Days of Unreason
“Nearly everything we are taught is false except how to read”
~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason
Jilly's 
I see a connection between the smear and the ghosts – and the spectral carries the lightness of being right through these lines – even the impact ending does so with a phantasmagorical punch
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Thank you, Laura! I have to give you credit for the image of the tea towel 🙂
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Turning back to page one to read what we’ve missed in a day, in a millennium. . .seeing the ghosts–I really like this.
I think, too, that the kitchen is often the center of a house/household, so there’s that sense that this is where the connections would be (and are in my Merril world).
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Ooo – hadn’t thought about the kitchen as the center – how incredibly insightful!
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I write in my kitchen–and I’m making a pot of soup now. 🙂 But I think of those old houses where the kitchen was literally the center of the house.
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I write in my kitchen, too!
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Yay for kitchen writers. 🙂
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I like how you responded to this prompt, the emphasis not on the fault in what we might or might not have been taught, but in our inability to learn.
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Thanks!
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This is interesting. I read it as being about starting over, warts and all. Accepting the defects, carrying on anyway.
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j, FROM UNTAMED MORNINGS TO GHOSTS WRAPPED, i WAS TAKEN. g.r.
https://namelessneed.wordpress.com/2018/06/11/so-the-3rd-guy-goes/
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Your insight is valued. Thank you
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Excellent from the first to the last, vibrant, alive. (Well, OK, dead in the last bit but you know what I mean).. One of your best of the series with the way it barges in to our consciousness and then wraps it all up.
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Thank you! Terrific comment – especially that parenthetical part 🙂
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Learning to read the day to see what was missed. Using tea-towels -as there are no shrouds. My mind is spinning in a few different directions. We are trying not to repeat the mistakes of old by using our own methods to solve the puzzle.
I see different interpretations and love that. It shows how we all ‘read between the lines’ and conjure up images that fit our own narrative. This is mine… and probably far off from what you intended…. but I’m enjoying my own fantasy 😊
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Wow! Thank you for the insightful comment. I love a poem that has multiple roads that can be driven based on the reader’s perspective. 🙂
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You did it well 🙂
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