Thursday, June 21, 2007

poetry thursday

I've been a lurker on Poetry Thursday for a long time, enjoying the several columns that appear on the site every month and some of the participants' poetry. But I've never been brave enough to actually participate. So here for the first time, is a Thursday snippet of original Katie poetry - written several weeks ago after seeing a photograph of buildings lit from the inside.


I want to know what all the stories are
behind the lights in every window,
why this tall building is completely lit up
while that one only has
one square of golden light.

I want to know how many hearts
are burning along with the lamps,
candles and fluorescent bulbs,
illuminating lives
lived mostly in the dark.


Blogger Clare said...

Welcome to Poetry Thursday! I really like your poem and the imagery of the lit up and dark buildings. You're right about how there are so many stories behind each light and also those lived in the dark. Powerful. I also like to wonder about that too -- all those lives and emotions being played out in tall buildings.

3:54 PM  
Blogger Sasha said...

Hi Katie, welcome aboard. I liked your first offering very much. The repeated 'l' sounds in "illuminating lives lived" works well for me and the slant (okay, *very* slant!) rhyme between hearts and dark.

Nice job! I look forward to reading more of your work.

4:01 PM  
Blogger Tinamtl said...

I wonder that too sometimes.

Welcome to Poetry Thursday!

Great poem!

5:03 PM  
Blogger Julie said...

I like this poem a lot, especially "one square of golden light."

5:44 PM  
Blogger julie said...


6:00 PM  
Blogger chicklegirl said...

Katie, it's so nice that you stopped lurking and shared--what a great poem! It reminds me of when I used to work in downtown Seattle, and riding the bus home after dark I would stare up at few remaining lighted windows, wondering who and why?

6:35 PM  
Anonymous gautami tripathy said...

This is good. There are so many stories behind the windows but we seldom give those much thought. Great images in there.

Welcome to PT. Keep posting.

9:53 PM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

I often wonder this too!

2:39 AM  
Blogger Candy said...

Good job Katie. I've lurked there too. I'm highly impressed by your first poem out. And just look at all the great encouragment you've received! I've always been intrigued by the windows with the lights on myself.

6:41 AM  
Blogger Laurie said...

Katie-- I love the sentiment you capture here-- I, too, catch myself looking at people and places from afar and wondering what their stories are.

Good for you for putting yourself and your words out there.

10:49 AM  
Blogger Beverly said...

wow..i love this reminds me of looking down on all the cars from a bus window wondering about all their lives..

oh my gosh..i love this poem honey!

11:06 AM  
Blogger Julie said...

Katie dearest -- I couldn't resist buying "Miss Potter" today, so if you want to borrow it I can bring it by your office on Monday. It's SO magical! :-)

9:52 PM  
Blogger Judy said...

Great poem!

9:21 AM  
Blogger liz elayne said...

i love those last two lines. beautiful!

10:17 PM  

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