Thursday Read Write Poem

datePosted on 13:53, February 4th, 2010 by EKSwitaj

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Rented Rooms

these walls never change
the same off-white or taupe
   or sometimes lighter egg
none dare call it nude

there's dirt
the breath
           of whoever lived before
lived here I mean   these walls

             keep us apart
from quiet

           that never changes
the same gold light
through the same wet glass
same time relative
                   to dark

moves less than I have
and yet these walls I sleep beneath
read beneath   eat beneath
      & fuck    & breathe
change only
            to follow me

written in response to read write prompt 112: the narrative wallpaper

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17 Responses to “Thursday Read Write Poem”

  1. Derrick on February 4th, 2010 at 2:15 pm

    And yet, isn’t this how we live life?; there’s change and turmoil but we are cocooned within it, the scenery ever staying the same.

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    • EKSwitaj on February 5th, 2010 at 9:33 pm

      Somehow the more you move, the more it stays the same…

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  2. Julie Jordan Scott on February 4th, 2010 at 2:17 pm

    Ah, the sweet-sadness and poignant resignation. So vivid.

    The line “the breath of whoever lived before” speaks volumes.

    Thank you.
    Julie Jordan Scott’s last blog ..Before Me – Get Your Poem on #112

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  3. Paul Oakley on February 4th, 2010 at 3:13 pm

    The impersonal personality of it all! I love the way you’ve captured the anonymity imposed on one in borrowed space. But it is an anonymity that shifts and follows and retains all who have dwelt under those heavy, light walls.

    Wonderful!

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  4. Neil Reid on February 4th, 2010 at 3:16 pm

    Oh yea, I remember rented rooms, and just like that. So close, yet alone with the painted walls. Very well spoken of something so common we look right over it.

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  5. Joseph Harker on February 5th, 2010 at 2:26 am

    Reading, eating, fucking, and breathing… do you often wonder how the previous renters did these? I see their echo in your poem here, and how their dwellings are all somewhat curiously the same. Maybe the landlords conspire to have it turn out that way. :)
    Joseph Harker’s last blog ..On the Margins of Morning

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  6. Dick on February 5th, 2010 at 7:08 am

    An atmospheric and quietly powerful depiction of the commonplace. Doing the job for which poems were designed.
    Dick’s last blog ..

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  7. Tumblewords on February 5th, 2010 at 7:53 pm

    Aren’t we always followed by the very thing we try to escape? Wonderful poem!

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    • EKSwitaj on February 5th, 2010 at 9:31 pm

      I think that’s probably so. Would that it weren’t.

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  8. Joanne Johns on February 5th, 2010 at 11:03 pm

    Beautiful. I too am scarred by the pale walls of rentals. The first thing I’m going to do if I ever get my own place is paint all the walls dark colours :)
    Joanne Johns’s last blog ..Precious

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    • EKSwitaj on February 6th, 2010 at 12:20 am

      I dream of a home in which every room has different color walls: black in my bedroom, green in my study, blue in the bathroom, spaghetti sauce red in the kitchen . . .

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  9. pamela on February 6th, 2010 at 12:47 am

    I really enjoyed the honesty here. Good job!

    Pamela
    pamela’s last blog ..Jeff (my best friend)

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  10. wayne on February 6th, 2010 at 2:27 am

    your siad it all..and very nicely..thanks for sharing this
    ROOM OF DREAMS

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  11. Deb on February 6th, 2010 at 3:38 am

    I love the disquiet (that comes to this reader) from “of whoever lived before” through to “from quiet.”

    I keep going back to that section. Over again.
    Deb’s last blog ..the wallpaper project

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  12. Barbara on February 6th, 2010 at 7:01 pm

    You have been fortunate in your walls. Bland trumps processed wood product panels every day of the week.

    the “read beneath, eat beneath &fuck &breathe” section works especially well. good one.
    Barbara’s last blog ..Prompt and Process (but no poem)

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    • EKSwitaj on February 6th, 2010 at 7:08 pm

      True enough! And any walls are better than none…

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  13. Francis Scudellari on February 7th, 2010 at 10:04 pm

    As a long time renter whose always had a fondness for plain white and unadorned walls, I can relate. I think I keep them blank so I feel like I can pick up and leave at any time, but as you so cleverly capture here, the walls do become interchangeable so that it feels like I’m in the same place where ever I go. I really like how you arranged the poem too.
    Francis Scudellari’s last blog ..Residence

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