The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 10/22/08

[BlueIris]

"Girlhood"

How happy we were to begin
to use scissors, to point them in jubilation toward
one another, because we were warned
expressly not to. Sharp, silver,
thrilling with glint, what relief

to jab and pierce those paper
snowflakes, snipping like Girl Scouts gone mad.
But before we were passive-aggressive, we were
passive and learned to make flowers
of our folded hands, quiet as souvenir birchbark
canoes balanced on bathwater. Blame me

for anything, everything. Damage me. How easily
the boat tips still.

—Terri Ford

[BlueIris]

1. I will be very sad if we go back to that BlueIris/Lounge dynamic wherein I post poem threads

and the Lounge ignores them. Very sad.

[Tuesday Afternoon]

2. ...

:donut: :hi:

[BlueIris]

3. Yep. That about sums it up.

Hi, Tuesday.

[Tuesday Afternoon]

4. yeah, pretty much

;)

Hi, BlueIris :hug:

[Chorophyll]

5. ...

Just wanted to let you know, I read most of your (and Retro's) poetry threads through a long, long season of not posting, and I appreciate your efforts.

And now I'm here to kick you up a notch. :kick:

:hi:

[BlueIris]

6. Awwwww. Thank you, nice poster.

Everyone, copy off Nice Poster's paper when responding to these threads.

[Chorophyll]

7. What BlueIris said.

Just don't beat me up on the playground. :scared:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

8. My dear BlueIris!

Ah, I like this one!

Very evocative, and great imagery!

Thank you...

:hug:

[BlueIris]

9. This one is very stealthy.

"How happy we were to begin
to use scissors, to point them in jubilation toward
one another..."

Stealthy use of the line breaks there.

[RetroLounge]

10. Nice...

snipping like Girl Scouts gone mad

:hi:

RL