So I am thinking…
I need to look at everything
in this house that
holds 31 years of marriage
and two grown children’s
archives,
and ask this
51 year old
almost single
self
what do you need?
Which books of 5 full book cases
do you have to have near you?
Which wall hanging/photos
are touchstones of your
equilibrium and peace?
How to condense
whole phrases
into power words…
OH…
A poem.
The apartment is lovely
but a 4th of what a house holds.
And I know it is good
I know my closets
and shelves and dressers
are brim full of
Yes, but-clothes
Yes, but its missing a button
Yes, but its too tight around here
Yes but I have no shoes to go with it.
As I survey for
the essential
I realize how over-stuffed
my existence is
with things
and photos
and art
and momentos
and on the other side
of this somewhat
painful, slicing
process
is
truer, crisper
Freedom.
January Handl
January, this poem is lovely, whether it addresses the Get Organized prompt or the upcoming Moving Day prompt.
Taking stock and letting go – either for the sake of organizing or for downsizing and leaving one home for a new one – is surely a “painful, slicing process”, but glad you see it as freeing as well.
Brava!
Thank you! Still paring down!
January, this poem so perfectly expresses what I (and I know countless others) am experiencing trying to get organized in anticipation of moving out of my long-time home. The question “what do you need?” is one I ask myself as I attempt to deal with my “over-stuffed existence.” Thank you for capturing how this feels.
Thank you for your kind words!
January, I’m so excited to have just discovered this poem, this proclamation! I might have to print it out — or memorize it. Your way with words is an inspiration. Brava!
🙏🏼❤️🦋
January, my heart skipped a beat when I saw a new poem from you. Then I read it…goodness how I admire how you express yourself. I must tell, I just got off from a long phone conversation with a dear old friend who is in the process of doing just what you describe; will soon move from his home of 34 years to a 1,700 square foot condo. Finding your poem felt so perfect in this moment. You expression is, indeed, a declaration of freedom. Thank you for sharing it.
And, Betsy, your words came at just the right time to keep me writing! Its easy to get discouraged, yet this site gives me the kind feedback that keeps me inspired. Thank you for sharing the moment. and love and witness to your friend!❤️🙏🏼🥰🦋