A simple object became the entry point for a poem about the luxury of words.
A poem about a dishwasher, inspired by an Airbnb experience plus a prompt to write about any single object in the chalet.
Five random musings inspired by this quotation from Renato Rosaldo: "The material of poetry is not so much the event as the traces it leaves.”
This poem was inspired by a photograph taken from Allan Gardens in Toronto. I've never been there, but it got me thinking about connection in an urban setting.