
We're tracing our handprints
in sand, pulling feet
from concrete footprints.
We're slipping through
the silt, plunging headstrong
through the river.
We're foraging through
moss and leaves, forming futures in the foliage.
We're embers of yesterday's memories, tracing our handprints in sand.
I’ve written this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish; this week’s prompt was provided by Suzanne who asks us to do the following:
- Compose a poem thatΒ conveysΒ βMovementβ,Β using repetitionΒ toΒ moveΒ your ideas and imagery forward.
- You may use repetition in many different ways β repeating sounds, syllables, words, phrases, lines, etc.
A recent trip took my husband and me close to the Appalachian Trail in New York recently (more about that in an upcoming post!), and I was surprised at how close beautiful scenery and waterfalls are to New York City. We went from crushed traffic jams with shrieking horns and shrieking people to peace and tranquility within fifty miles or about an hour and a half. Of course, traversing even one mile in NYC by car took at least twenty minutes, something rural Midwesterners like us found incredibly frustrating because mileage often correlates nicely with time in Wisconsin (Your house is ten miles away? Cool, see you in ten minutes). I’ve been to New York City before but somehow I always manage to forget how awful the traffic is. I think I must repress those memories. π
On the way out of the city, I was flustered by all the chaos: people parking in the middle of the street, on the sidewalks–heck, anywhere they could physically park a vehicle; the cyclists and pedestrians calmly weaving through the traffic jams without showing the slightest inkling that they are clearly harboring a death wish; people literally anywhere you could place a person, each one the bearer of a unique and unknown story. It’s overwhelming.
After our retreat, though, when we returned to the city to catch our flight out of JFK, I felt a little less overwhelmed by the chaos, a little more loving of those loud city people jammed onto sidewalks and weaving through traffic jams, and overall relieved that tranquility (if New Yorkers want it) is only a short bus, train, or car ride away.

Haha I loved reading your pov of New York! In Nigeria we usually call it the equivalent of Lagos in terms of crowd so I think Iβd feel the same way there. Itβs great you and your husband got to also enjoy a tranquil side of it!
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Hah, thank you! There are so many people squished into one small space there– and the cost of living there is astronomical! It makes the mind spin. π One of my students actually did a presentation on Lagos, where he said that it’s predicted to become the world’s largest city within a few decades, so I think the connection is spot-on!
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From one extreme to another in such little time ….I really enjoyed your /forming futures in the foliage/
πSuzanne
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Thank you! Great prompt!
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This is SO good, Sarah. Just wonderfully expressed.
~David
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Thank you, David! I really enjoy the challenges in the W3 prompts; I’m glad I had a chance to join in this one. π
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I could feel the movement and urgency for connection with nature. Sounds like a wonderful experience!
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Thank you! It was a fun prompt.
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this was quite good, Sarah .I don’t miss travelling in NY. I detest traffic jams. Looking forward to you post on the Appalachian getaway .π
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Thank you! I think traffic jams give me a bit of claustrophobia. By foot is definitely my preferred method of travel in any city. βΊοΈ
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I’ve lived in NYC 50 years and I’ve never owned a car. In reverse of you, I hated growing up having to drive or be driven everywhere I wanted to go. I was very glad to find a place to live where I didn’t need to own or depend on a car, nor to have to worry about the expense of owning one.
BTW there actually is beautiful nature in all the boroughs of NYC too. Ocean beaches as well. But not in midtown.
I like how your poem begins and ends with the same wonderful phrase. (K)
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Thank you! I did really enjoy navigating the city by foot and I do like the subway, but driving was tough, verging on impossible during rush hour π We drove alongside the river at one point, so I did see a few trees; I don’t think we had enough chance to truly explore and see all that the city has to offer– in our two visits, we’ve only really walked/explored in Manhattan, Harlem, and the Bronx, due to the nature of a relative who lives there. We did manage to drive through China Town this time, which I enjoyed, though we didn’t have a chance to physically park and explore much this time.
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Driving really is impossible in the city. They are trying to impose congestion pricing to keep the traffic down, but of course everyone is complaining it’s too expensive. As if driving into the city and paying for parking could possibly be less expensive than taking a train or bus…
I’m hoping to get down to Chinatown again soon myself with a friend (by subway).
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Subway seems to be the way to go! I can’t imagine trying to drive in the city every day; even those short trips stressed me out.
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Hi, Sarah! ππ»
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by the amazing Mich Navajas, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/05/29/w3-prompt-109-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy π
Much love,
David
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Hi, Sarah ππ»
This week’s W3, hosted by the amazing D. Avery, is now live! π
https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/06/05/w3-prompt-110-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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Thanks, David!
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*HUG*
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Very Beautiful Poem!
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Thank you π
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Welcome π
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