WHO IS IN MY ATTIC?
I want to write a Tanka
is that really what you want, Sylvia?
Oh no, I want to write a Senryu
but this is up to all of you
I am dyslexic at typing
never read or write
for submitting a verse
I have to rehearse and rehearse
correct and correct
until I THINK it's perfect
but my love told me
there is no such thing as perfect, Sylvie
I think he's right
and higher, my attic is getting bright
but...WHO is in my attic space?
someone I don't know is in that place
Do you mean the attic in your house?
yes baby in my house called body
the attic of my body, in Dutch: 'upper room'
who's in my attic? In Dutch 'attic' or 'upper room'
are you still following my explanation?
yes, dear, I'm still following your explanation from my windowsill
now I know WHO is in YOUR attic
your genius brain with typing dyslexic
because according to Artistic Poetics
you have a little dyslexia
when typing,
that's dyslexia euphoria,
luckily not dyslexia melancholia!
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All rights reserved
Anno Domini Sunday, August 22,2021
I like this poem. So simply and uniquely presented and expressed. So delightful to read.
because according to Artistic Poetics you have a little dyslexia when typing, that's dyslexia euphoria, luckily not dyslexia melancholia!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you, my friend, for adding some interesting words. An additional knowledge imparted by a brilliant Poetess. Top Marks! !