Friday, April 8, 2011

Delicate F-ing Flower #2: Chrysanthemum, and More Accidental Poetry Found Lurking in Gmails



Chrysanthemum.

Of course she had to pick the name that is the hardest to spell, one of those blossoms that need to be Googled before you can put it in print.

Where does the "y" go again? 


A few weeks ago I introduced and explained a metaphorical poetic garden filled with Delicate Fucking Flowers. (There will be an explaination for why we're plucking them at all...eventually.) Today, Chrysanthemum joins Tobacco Blossom, Dearie in the DFF bouquet, though her debut is unintentional.

Chrysanthemum is our youngest flower at the tender age of 16. She started writing me when this blog first debuted and has since made me spit-take coffee, cock my head sideways at her advanced insight and reminded me why I wouldn't go back to being 16 and in high school if you offered me $10 million dollars. She did it all via a daisy chain of both wry and aching emails.

When the following snippet appeared in one of the most recent Gmail messages, I couldn't help but think it fit the bill of accidental poetry, one of my favorite genres ever:


Our house is small,
and Cape Cod,
and every newly-weds’ dream.

The blue shutters
just scream “come live in me,”
as if shutters could scream.

Our landscaping is pristine,
and everything done by hand.
Our hands.

The hands of my
dyfunctionally perfect,
still married,
single child
family.

There are flowers in the lawn.

IN THE LAWN.

I think the house belongs
somewhere in
a coastal Massachusetts town,
with landing seagulls
and fireworks over the bay
on The Fourth of July.

When my parents got married they had a painting made of it.

A painting.
Of our house.
Hanging in the front entryway.

Just in case you missed it
before you came inside.



This girl is 16. I freaking love her. And her real, intentional poetry debut will sprout up on the blog shortly.

8 comments:

  1. You have to start somewhere on your creative journey, if that's you're want. Sixteen is good.

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  2. Well isn't this rather interesting. It will be great to see a contrast between the accidental and the deliberate poetry. To see if it seems as flowing as something which is "accidental" and natural. You've got me intrigued.

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  3. the kids in high school, now, kind of frighten me. i think i could redo my experience of high school (unwillingly, but i could do it), but there's not a snowball's chance in hell i'd go to a high school, now.

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  4. This has such an endearing quality about it. Cape Cod is my favorite place and this so touches upon why...

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  5. Wow, what a talented young lady. Can't wait to hear of her again!

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  6. i really like this wish my writing was this coherent at 16...wish it can be this coherent now! lol

    oh and the "Oh, and fuck you, Spell Check. You always have "no suggestions" when we need your opinion most." is sooo true lol

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  7. It's good. Very good. There's passion in youth. And you see that here. Looking forward to MORE!

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  8. oh my lord. 16? she's got serious talent. love. definitely going to follow your blog now. :)

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