Thanks to Michelle at Today’s Little Ditty for hosting Poetry Friday today. Head there for a peek at Nikki Grime’s new book, Southwest Sunrise. And check out last Friday’s post featuring Margaret Simon and #poemsofpresence.
I stumbled onto #poemsofpresence through Michelle Kogan’s Facebook post earlier this week. Being present is what I need now. Last Friday, a totally unplanned opportunity was given to us. A downstairs end condo was going on the market and we had first dibs at it. Instead of responding to Poetry Friday posts, I packed 60 boxes in preparation for staging our condo to sell.
fourteen steps
husband turns seventy
time to move
©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
packing up
so many boxes
downsize time-
again
©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
morning song
red winged blackbird
visitor
©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
#poemsofpresence
Jone Rush MacCulloch 
Jone: I had such a rush of mixed emotions about your post. I’ve been in a similar situation, but for various reasons we haven’t moved, although I feel we should. So… good for you, I hope you love your new home. Moving is huge, and maybe that’s the problem in my case. Too big for us to handle. Anyway, thanks for sharing this, and… don’t miss my blog post thanking you for the poetry notecard: https://kceastlund.blogspot.com/2020/05/a-little-blue-bird-notecard-poetry.html
Jone, the haiku about your husband is fitting. We are feeling the drudgery of stairs lately. Good luck with your move. Let me know if you have time to sort through your haikus to send in an image poem for #NatureNurtures2020 Gallery. I am adding another mini-gallery for this week’s Poetry Friday post.
Good luck on the downsizing. A few years ago, we moved from a huge house with land to a single family condo. We gave more than half our belongings away, but now our closets are full again! It may be time for us to downsize again too! : )
Oh Jone!!!! God bless. Happy for your opportunity, but glad it is not me. Though ignoring the need to downsize well, I don’t want to saddle my son and his wife with this. And it is a job here. I want to buy another house in my town. Move in the most treasured things then come back into my house and sell what is left…but easier said than done. Are you getting to move in ahead of time so you can then more easily stage your place? I hope so. And your poems, well they capture in short starkness what you are up against. 60 boxes? You are a rockstar.
Hugs. Poetry awaits. Good luck and best wishes.
Congratulations! What luck! Good thing you were nimble enough to snatch the opportunity, even if it meant another pack-up. May we all be nimble enough to snatch opportunities…
Wow, lucky you, but oh what work! I’m glad you had the chance & hope you love your new location, Jone. Somehow I missed those ‘moving’ Poems of Presence! Best wishes, Jone!
I only posted today. You didn’t miss them.
Thanks for picking up the prompt and using it to capture your current situation. I hope it all works out for the best. I don’t think I ever thanked you for the postcard poem. Thanks for making poetry special for us and for those little guys.
I think being present in the midst of moving is a real feat! Good luck with everything! ( I’ve also been having red wing blackbirds at my feeders the past few mornings. Such a treat! )
Sounds like congratulations are in order, Jone! It’s also a good thing you’re practicing “presence” since you are going to need that skill to get you through this process. Wishing you all the best.
Oh, my gosh! Jone! That’s a pretty quick opportunity. So, did you get it? Are you moving? I cannot imagine staging my home right now. I have five room mates from age teen to over fifty and two pets. UGH! I do love them and like them, though.
I really like the fourteen steps and reference to seventy. It says so much. The postcard on Matt E.’s post today from Tucker was wonderful. I love that you have kids make poetry postcards.