POETRY

Traveler

Prompted by a prose poem and the season

Amy Jasek
2 min readNov 22, 2023

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medium format film mirror self portrait (by author of course)

This skin of mine houses
a perpetual traveler
in suspension between
one place and another
where the past and the
future shake hands, I’m
standing awkwardly
in the way
like a person in line
sandwiched with old
friends on either side
but it’s fine nobody
wants to cut, each is
content with their place
and meanwhile they
are both speaking different
languages, both indecipherable
to me, sharing knowing laughs
and side-eyeing my profile
while I pretend
not to listen

Time’s terminal is always
holiday travel busy
but like CS Lewis’ bus
everybody seems to know
where they are going
but me
well, at least I can look
above heads and shoulders
out the window, beyond,
where the next thing waits
at least I can enjoy
the view

This poem was inspired by a few things: first, Paroma Sen’s recent prompt on Scrittura. (Thanks, Paroma Sen! Great prompt, perfect timing!) Check it out below:

Second, it’s the busiest travel day of the year in the US today, one on which I am grateful not to be traveling. We are all at home cooking, cleaning, and playing with kittens instead.

Third, I’m in the midst of contemplating some changes in terms of finally figuring out a career — maybe, hopefully — I’ve been paying attention and wondering about it for a while, but lately a lot of things have happened to propel me in a new direction and I’m excited. Of course, all of my forward motion could derail if it isn’t meant to be, but for now I’m working on re-starting my professional photography business and going full steam ahead in the new year. Y’all wish me luck please!

If you’re traveling for the Thanksgiving holiday, I wish you a safe journey. If you have nothing to do with Thanksgiving, I wish you a happy journey through your day whatever you are doing xx

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