Our prompt for the day 8 (optional as always) asks you to peruse the work of one or more of these twitter bots, and use a line or two, or a phrase or even a word that stands out to you, as the seed for your own poem. Need an example? Well, there’s actually quite a respectable lineage of poems that start with a line by another poet, such as this poem by Robert Duncan, or this one by Lisa Robertson.
I have taken my clue from one of the poems from Rabindranath Tagore’s book Gitanjali.
Below, the starting two lines are from his poem :
The sunbeam comes upon this earth of mine with arms outstretched and stands at my door the lifelong day.. Of one such morning I shall await which will bring with it the sweetness of the nightingales songs the chirpiness and the laughter of a new born the lightness and intoxication of the wine the whiff of perfume like from chanel nº 5! Of one such morning I shall await which will bring with it the invigorating cold breeze from the mountains the fragrance of the night blooming tuberose from my garden the dew drops on the violet geranium spread the warmth of my pashmina on my cold shoulders! Of one such morning I shall await which will bring with it the smell of freshly brewed coffee the crunch of baked almond cookies the precious warmth from those tiny fingers his long hugs, a blissful feeling of a piece of my heart beating outside! Of one such morning I shall await which will bring with it blessing and news of well being from my mom living far away from me when the hues of the morning mist around will touch her feet too and embrace her with all my love! Of one such morning I shall await which will bring with it a fallen shadow a fallen leaf those last verse of my life journey those verses of my learnings and love a life that enriched me up from dawn to dusk...! ©Preeti S Manaktala