Sweet readers, a poem for you on this sunny Sunday that I hope finds you well. This poem is an edit of a poem I wrote about 13 years ago!
Thank you so much for your feedback on the polls I sent out a few weeks ago - I am excited to share the changes I’ve made behind the scenes here at Ordinary Magic. Slow and simple things are coming soon, I think you’ll like them.
come in, come in and stay awhile. sit back in your chair and consider the expanse of the sky, the person sitting next to you. think about the ordinary sort of sweet things that walk us through our day to day work Because poetry uses the things around you. the lemony soup smell drifting round the kitchen the curled cats outside the window, certainly, and even those battered lilies on the bookcase. the muddle of blankets on the rocking chair and the shower water trickling down the drain. the dream of new running shoes and the worn mittens drying on the furnace vent. the dazed and sleepy child stumbling down the hall and the last piece of cake shrinking on the platter. the blades of dry grass crunching underfoot rustling wind in the trees the sound of guitars floating across the river and the rumbling in your stomach that says you missed dinner add it all up together in a jumble make use of it all. because poetry uses the things around you.
I love your poem. You will never be bored in life if you can see the beauty in these ordinary experiences of magic.