Like An Ideal Tenant

Like an ideal tenant, the bullet fits precisely in the wound, closer than a friend, a relative, a lover. Removing it, what can we give the body in exchange to accommodate it half so well?

Always the unexpected caller, it only sleeps with strangers, never fails to find the perfect host and it in turn becomes the perfect guest bringing no gift but itself, demanding nothing.

Lying cradled in the flesh, never struggling to emerge, cushioned in that hollow as if it knew each curve, it wraps itself in silence.

Method of composition: Choose an object or image that carries some baggage (connotations) with it, one that by its very nature, a reader might find alluring (crop circles), controversial (cocaine), mythic (cave), powerful (cyclone) or deadly (bullet). Now study your object or image or even look it up in the encyclopedia, if appropriate, to become familiar with all its features and functions. Then find a suitable metaphor or simile for it, as Daigon did by comparing a bullet with a tenant. Draw as many analogies as you can, building from weakest to strongest, to reveal a greater truth than anyone would have realized about the object or image.

Re -create and alter a personal or public experience to understand it. Such a poem satisfies the reader's need to go back in time and addresses the age-old comment, "If only I had a second chance." Content usually focuses on a significant event or experience and reconstructs it —scene by scene — in an attempt to alter, accept or come to terms with the outcome.

Another poem by Ruth Daigon illustrates:

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