(NaPoWriMo Challenge: April 13, 2018)
“Here, you see, it takes all the running you can do,
to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else,
you must run at least twice as fast as that!"
― Lewis Carroll
Looking back you can easily see
Alice in Wonderland
as a metaphor for being
an adolescent girl.
At first you’re very thin
and then you’re very fat
and then you’re very weary
of the landscape’s melodramas
and mysterious, mouthy animals.
You had been through it already,
had a sense you had conquered it even,
although it’s hard to put order
to a cruel world.
But I always thought
the campaign was a valiant one
and you gifted me the instructions you had.
Indeed, you were of the Alice kind,
blonde warrior searching for the balance
on the jerking cavalcade of days.
We practiced aerobic drills
in the empty, front room of your house
and from that emptiness you gained a keen sense
of what a house says about you.
But inner rooms always resist order;
the fringe troops slipping into AWOL.
It’s ultimately a funhouse, a fantasia,
the cause is real but more
about battling fairy tales than trolls.
Tireless gladiators at the threshold
holding our flurry of blueprints,
ready to face the mad, mad deck of hearts.
These poems for NaPoWriMo were inspired by a poem I did years ago for my friend Michelle after hearing she passed away, 30 poems for inspiring women connected to me. The title now says "33 Women" because the poem to Michelle poem had already been written as well as two prologues I posted March 31.