Poetry for Strangers is about finding inspiration in community, in people, in the chance encounters of everyday life. PFS suggests that every person can be a “muse” of a poem. Every week of this year I will ask a stranger for a single word and then write a poem inspired by the word. I invite you to do the same.

Share your poem on this week’s word!



 

I met Ron on the bus when I was carrying a birthday gift for a friend’s dog. “I just lost mine,” he said.

The Stranger: Ron

His Word: Unforgettable

The poem I wrote:

A poet must have a wash
of time to be like the moon,
still and watchful. Poems
bloom in minutes so the hours
must be made of good dirt,
radishes, manure, birdsong
and mintleaf—there must be
fat earthworms that slide
out wet and eager, and nearby
a gentle unforgettable dog,
silent witness to the days.

The Challenge: Do you have a poem in you on this word? Write one here.