“Write a detailed description of an object…It doesn’t matter what….
“After you’ve done this, begin a poem with ‘You are…’ and imagine a loved one as that object. This is a metaphor again – imagining one thing in terms of another.”
-Kim Addonizio, “Ordinary Genius”
I ended up editing the poem, which I don’t normally do. I just started formatting it differently at the end and decided to make the whole poem flow in the same way.
Description of Thread
So thin your fingers barely feel it. A collection of finer threads wound tightly together that show when the ends fray.
You wind your way around and around a spool until you form a wall of color, an infinity with no end just a single, thin start.
a piece of thread Skin so thin
I can barely feel it as I run my fingers along your back
this miraculous collection of sinews and tissues and
smaller things wound tightly together
Only in the end when you are cut
apart will we see how everything fits to make
Meanwhile our lives twine like a single thread
around a spool I hope for