Tuesday morning coffee time, sit in bed and contemplate
Poetry before I begin my day of endless chores
The dog protects my solitude as she chases off the cats
NaPoWriMo Prompt – Our (optional) prompt for the day is to write a sijo. This is a traditional Korean poetic form. Like the haiku, it has three lines, but the lines are much longer. Typically, they are 14-16 syllables, and optimally each line will consist of two parts – like two sentences, or a sentence of two clauses divided by a comma. In terms of overall structure, a sijo functions like an abbreviated sonnet, in that the first line sets up an inquiry or discussion, the second line continues the discussion, and the third line resolves it with a “twist” or surprise. For more on the sijo, check out the primer here and a long list of examples in English, here.
Good morning and welcome to day twenty of #NaPoWriMo where I am off to an early start. I had to wake up Gretchen this morning because she wanted to go grocery shopping with Dad. So when Shawn got in the shower I got up and put the tea kettle on and then went down the hall to wake up Gretchen. Then once I had my coffee in hand I went back to my bedroom. Once Shawn got out of the shower I asked him, Did you forget something? Yes, he totally forgot he was going to have a companion on his shopping trip this morning.
Since I am rid of the other occupants of the house, I delved into the poem. The sijo is a new poetry form for me and it is short – I love short poetry forms. My first two lines came rather quickly but I was stumped on the twist. The dog is always under my feet or in this instance lying at my feet. One of the cats today is full of it. Apparently some puff balls were discovered under the old fridge when it was lifted up. I mean really attached under the fridge because I did make Shawn pull the fridge out Sunday so I could clean back there before the delivery of the new fridge and we did not discover any puff balls. A lot of dust and hair but no cat toys. So Mr. Pita has been running around all morning chasing the puff and every time he jumped on my bed, Noodles ran him off – Hey, Mom is working here.
I did a rewrite of my first sijo-
What should I write before my day of endless chores begins
I sit in bed, contemplate poetry sipping hot coffee
The dog protects my solitude by chasing off cats