I have a friend who works in the TV biz.
I started writing a poem about how tired she was after such long hours.
I tried out these metaphors:
A Shar Pei (that wrinkled dog from China)?
An old 12″ ruler—used for years, wood numbers blurred?
A faded thrift store stuffed bear, its nose hanging by three threads?
Nope. None of these.
I kept writing. Â I got down to the core: how badly I want to save her from
the mean and demanding people she works for.
Here’s part of the first draft:
birds
flapping at your window
birds
shrieking through your phone
birds
scratching in that gravel
peck,
……..peck,
…………….pecking
for the sharpest stones
Now it’s your turn: what upsets you? Â What metaphor could describe it?
