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Day 11 & April 2021

Today I look back a year and show you last April in twenty images for my Calendar series, and in the poem talk to a giant floating island of plastics, as one does.

Prompt 11: “Following up on yesterday’s love poem, I have for you another deceptively simple challenge. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about a very large thing.

To one of them giant plastic islands

Who knows how many of you are out there,
and how big you really are.

I think they keep you out of sight, 
to spare us. Unknown floating objects.

I hear you are growing new life forms.
You are so advanced, aren’t you. So aware.

Don’t you think it’s a little bit like
when life decided to go on shore?

The ocean as a whole was unaware though.
Suddenly some... islands started to form.

Inhabitants started to do strange things
such as breathe. And crawl. And grow things.

Is life moving to the islands of plastic,
morphing into something else?

Plastic as the new chlorophyll, 
condicio sine qua non?

Lord knows that by the sound of them, 
some people are readier than others.

How about last April? In its first half, the pandemic was still on and we weren’t allowed to leave our municipality. A beautiful prison. When we could again, we forgot it was a holiday and the supermarket by the Orbetello lagoon was closed. We had to go for a walk, together! The only time it happened in the entire pandemic. This year we are still waiting for the holiday.

Previous months of 2021:

April in previous years:

The last day in my NaPoWriMo history

2018: Dressing the future
My future?
That’s an easy one.
I die.
We all die.
It’s so certain
that there’s no need for Future
or Future Perfect Tense.
I die.
First, the perfect present
continues
– “I have been living” –
and then
the future becomes perfectly tense.
Until it’s a wrap. (Read on.)
2019: Where I'm from
... or rational thoughts prevail:
“You moved to God’s behind.
There is nothing there.
The only part of Italy without highway.
You live in the middle of nowhere.”
Yes, I and flamingos, dad.  
We know what’s good for us.

So I arrived
and didn’t return.
It is as April now as it was then,
six years ago this Sunday.
I didn’t wear socks till November.

Read all.

2020: Quarantine flowers
Do you want to find the right rhyme,
and rank flowers fallen from grace?
Now is still a good time.

Jealousy, beauty sublime?
Symbols are not in a race,
and flowers are a good sign.

Compared to what waits in line,
quarantine is a good place,
now is still a good time
and flowers are a good sign. 

Read all.

2021: Dear Luka,
Tell me, how is it
in the land of make believe?
How do you cope?
How do you live?
Are you being made to pay
for what others did in history?
When you get hit, bitten, grabbed,
pinched, scratched, smacked, 
how often a call comes 
and how often none?

Read on.

This day in my blogging history

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Published by Manja Maksimovič

A Slovenian in Italy for love. Blogger, photographer, translator and would-be writer who would be a writer if she wrote. Plus reluctant but emerging poet. Beware.

35 thoughts on “Day 11 & April 2021

      1. Oh no!! 😮 Last night my favourite basketball player, for whom I wrote my poem yesterday, hurt his calf muscle too. I hope you both get better as soon as possible. Huuuugs!

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    1. Thanks, Bojana. How do you call it? Šipak? Not a good day. Amore’s father is hospital, and Luka got injured last night. 😦 The whole world is waiting the results of his MRI test while his girlfriend is posting their three white dogs on Instagram (where I’m not, just lurking).

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  1. So much here today…well, every day, but I love it. Luka pulled a muscle last night–but the Mav’s still won. Oh, dear…. You used to smoke 2 packs a day?! My husband was a pack a day smoker. He quit about 10 years ago. We look back and think we must have been rich to afford a carton of cigarettes for him. I don’t know how people afford it now. Bestia looks so cute with his eyes closed, just resting in the sun. You handsome little guy!

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    1. Thank you, Lois. I can’t believe I used to do it either, smoke two packs a day for 20 years! I’m sure he is also glad that he quit. Mavs fans worldwide are worried because there haven’t been any word about his injury. How many games will he be forced to miss? Just horrible. 😦 But yes, bestia makes everything better. ❤

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  2. Love the photos you posted today, Manja, especially the one of dear bestia in the sun (and the bunny, the cat, the doves, and oh my god, the poppies). And I love your choice of topic for the poem–it’s an important subject and one that tends to be ignored. Hopefully, someone will invent a plastic-eating bug soon and our oceans will become clean again.

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    1. Thank you, Romana. 🙂 I’m glad you like the photos. I love doing it every month, select the favourites from the same month one year ago. It’s a visual diary of sorts. As for the plastic-eating bug, okay, as long as it doesn’t start eating our plastic brains…

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  3. Where to begin? I adore the hoop framing a giant tree. Luka, perhaps, dominating! I just googled “How is Luka?” and the answer popped up. He’s indomitable; he’ll be ok. And I found your Luka poem (and “his” response). That is such an interesting story about his dad. I hope Luka does find it some day!

    Finally (because I have to stop somewhere), I do like the hoopoe photo: its flight almost parallels the wires. And the cat composition is fantastic. I know I have more of your delights in my inbox, so I’ll say ta ta for now!

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    1. Ahh, thank you, Carol Ann. I’m not all that sure that he would like this Dear Luka letter. 😀 But it really is fascinating how he upgraded his father’s skills. Alas, he is out for tomorrow, and possibly for Game 2 on Monday as well. 😦 See, I told you. I knew something bad would happen. Still, the rest of the Mavs can win it for him. We’ll see. I’m glad that you like the hoopoe and the cat and that you call my bits delights. 🙂

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