January day
ends in blizzard of white sheets
what keep? what throw out?
slips and papers piled in drifts
shredder working overtime
© 2015 by V. Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
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Someone has dubbed today “Poetry-at-work Day.” I’m good with that. In fact, every day is a good day to blend poetry with work in my books.
“January day” is the product of a new poetry practice I began last summer after being inspired by the tanka in a Dawson Creek park.
Mine are a cross between a journal entry and a poem in this five-line form. I call mine “tanka-type” poems because I usually title them (traditional tanka don’t have titles). This may be the first one of these I’ve posted here.
To bring poetry into my work every day my goal is to write one of these every day, although I don’t usually live up to that and am happy when a week yields two or three. I wrote today’s (a reflection on last night’s file-cleaning) this morning before I even realized it was Poetry-at-work Day.
To see more poetry at work, check out #poetryatworkday on Twitter. Find out about the origin of the day and download some goodies including a book written especially for it at Tweetspeak Poetry.
Violet Nesdoly 
There is an odd feeling of triumph when ‘the shreds’ fill the garbage bag… Perhaps similar to the feeling of relief when a blizzard settles.
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Indeed! You should see my bag this morning–three times as full as in the photo. It’s shovelling, pack-rat style. 🙂
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