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Firescape Fridays! | FF 1

Moving into a building with an accessible fire escape has been such a gift! I think I spent half my summer basking in the afternoon sun, reading, writing, meditating, philosophizing and watching the squirrels from this spot.

Friday afternoons seem like the perfect time to share some of the pensive poems and ponderings I’ve compiled upon my perch. Please enjoy Firescape Thoughts as we head into each weekend.

Skies

This evening’s clouds are incredible
It’s almost impossible to believe
When you peel back such beauty
You could find such ugliness beneath

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Photography Poetry

Lost Cleaning Practice

By K. Samways, 2021

Things that were difficult to clean
used to be household staples

Now they are replaced 
by smooth and glossy electronics
attracting dust within a square metre radius
making for more efficient chore sessions

We are like quick machines
switching from one task to another
only able to keep an instruction in our mind
for a very brief time 
because we must keep 
switching
switching
switching
on and off 
to this and that
repeat, correct mistakes
respond, complete task
submit
submit
submit

Our sleep is restless
and we no longer question our dreams
or if we do
It is in private, a shy task abandoned
before a journal entry is made on a public platform
until a journal entry is censored on a public platform
and we cry when no one reads our diaries
how unfair
how unjust
how unliked

We are like quick machines
lacking responsibility for our actions
for we were merely programmed by our society
conditioned by the ones we loved
so we are okay with it
because we call it
normal 
normal
normal
and if we are not normal, what will others label us?
what would I label myself?
Would I call myself
nice
kind
patient 

Do you wonder what was in a woman’s mind
as she dusted her house each day
undistracted by Spotify or cell phone cry
surely not everyone was seduced by day-drinking
and of course they had
morals 
morals
morals
What was contemplated? Was it the same as
our current curse?
relentless, mean and negative
thoughts
thoughts 
thoughts

If I am like a quick machine
conditioned by culture
groomed by carrot and stick seduction
a good girl’s malediction
only one thing would be 
worse
worse
worse
And that would be to waste this opportunity
to instead program my minds to be 
peace 
peace
peace

love
love
love

joy
joy
joy

So I have filled my house
with objects that I need to
detail and clean with a fine tooth brush
so that I might learn to
focus
focus
focus
And to fill my heart
With precious living beings
I need to cherish and
love 
love 
love

To begin to set things straight, I clean my house
and my mind simultaneously
no status update needed