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The weight of January

by Meghan Helmich

It's all been origami for the past week,
fists full of paper lilies and lotus flowers
and low ceilings of cranes and dragonflies.

I keep my hands busy with the folds
of this body, growing out and over everything, and I tell myself
Lovely, you have been covered under all this flesh.

Someday, you will be neatly creased and formed
into something delicate and treasured
and hung from a ceiling to dance in the open breeze.

01/09/2012

Posted on 01/09/2012
Copyright © 2024 Meghan Helmich

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jody Pratt on 01/10/12 at 08:11 AM

Clever and inspiring. I love the positive vibrations coming from this piece.

Posted by LK Barrett on 01/10/12 at 01:30 PM

...this reminds me of the master potters who declare that the potter's craft is that of finding the space in the universe that has always wanted to be held, and shaping the pot to hold it. Where are those nascent paper cranes, dragonflies, lilies, that are only waiting to arrive in the form of sharp precise creases in smooth and elegant paper? OH! there's one beside me just now...Thank you for the elegant and perceptive write...LK

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/10/12 at 05:58 PM

What a wonderful title. It shows up again and again in your beautiful prose.

Posted by Sal Haefling on 01/11/12 at 01:25 AM

wow, so positive and eloquent!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/13/12 at 04:16 PM

Yes, a great title. The use of origami as contrast is brilliant. That last stanza of prediction sings. Thank you.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 01/15/12 at 02:10 PM

completely absorbing writing

Posted by Erik Jensen on 01/18/12 at 03:47 AM

I really enjoy poetry that experiments with metaphor, and this is very nicely done and not relying on the usual conventions to convey the same message. My favorite part though is the ambiguity at the end. I can see it both as affirmation AND wishful thinking OR a curious combination of both OR perhaps a transition from one to the other, and I think that empowers and engages a reader more than definitely saying, "Yes, I AM X."

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/11/12 at 01:27 AM

Very beautiful poem, Meghan. Rising above adversity, "no less than the trees and the sky...you have a right to be here." (Desiderata)

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/28/12 at 05:30 AM

I'm delighted this made it as POTD!

Posted by Uriel Tovar on 02/28/12 at 08:06 AM

totally deserving. loved this poem from the first time i read it.

Posted by Richard Vince on 02/28/12 at 01:43 PM

beautiful. a very deserving POTD [so much so i found myself going for the voting button :)].

Posted by Dan Linn on 02/28/12 at 07:47 PM

I like the altered perspective here. Not that we self-delude, but that we self-define. That we leave beauty behind is a wonderful personal postscript despite our sometimes problematic self-image.

Posted by Jolie Jordan on 02/29/12 at 03:04 AM

ooh! I enjoy this.

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