this too-quiet should be a good time to read
while pictures are sleeping crumpled in the corner
and words have wandered off into the woods
leaving dust-balls of hair and an acrid smell
a good time to rearrange things
the bookshelves, the plants, the bones
jars half-full with potions, pins, and rocks
all these tiny bars of soap
I should open the windows
pin drafts to the walls, stir paint, wash doilies
set out phrases in vintage serving bowls, wait
for the menagerie to come rushing back
they never stay away for long.
débora Ewing paints and writes in Annandale, Virginia. Her short fiction "Coloring Outside the Lines" and "Full Moon New Year" can be found at www.jerryjazzmusician.com. She's published poetry with Dodging the Rain and Plainsongs Poetry Magazine by Hastings College press. Sonder Midwest is publishing a series of deb's scratchboard art. She blogs about the artistic process at www.debnation.com.