OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
- Odes to Tools now in print
- Ode to a Socket Wrench
- Ode to a Claw Hammer
- Ode to a Musical Saw
- Ode to a Hand Truck
- Ode to a Shovel
- Ode to a Hatchet
- Ode to Scissors
- Ode to a Bucket
- Ode to Forks
- Ode to a Magnetic Screwdriver
- Ode to a Plumb Bob
- Ode to a House Jack
- Ode to a Measuring Tape
- Ode to Scythes
- Ode to a Plane
- Ode to a Spirit Level
- Ode to a Hoe
- Ode to Tin Snips
- Ode to a Crowbar
- Ode to a Coping Saw
- Ode to a Hive Tool
- Ode to a Compass
- Ode to a Shoehorn
- Ode to a Wire Brush
- Woodrat Podcast 2: Elizabeth Adams and “Odes to Tools”
- New Odes to Tools review by Noel Sloboda
- New review of Odes to Tools
- New review of Odes to Tools by Kathleen Kirk
- Odes to Tools as “living poetry”
- Scythes revisited
Perhaps because it is flexible
& maneuverable
or because it has as many teeth
as a school of piranhas
or because it relies on a pull
rather than a push
or because it prefers circles
to straight lines
or because it excels
at impromptu reconstitution
or because it encompasses
so much empty space
somehow
it copes.
uh oh, it’s a real poet – look busy!
i appreciate your vote of confidence in my comment-response abilities. it’s just another “coping skill” i acquired along the way. [i am unable to state clearly what way, or to where.] it’s an improvement over the way i would have responded in the past – withdrawing like a startled pill bug.
uh oh, it’s a real poet – look busy!
Heh. Yeah, every time I publish a new poem, my stats dive. Go figure. I should get a goddamn cat or something.
withdrawing like a startled pill bug
Hey, good simile! (See, I knew there was a real poet under the crusty-punk exterior.)
:)