Rommy, our host at this morning’s Poets And Storytellers United asks us to consider the koshihimo, a length of long skinny fabric that is used to secure parts of a kimono or obi, to keep one part still while dealing with another bit of fabric, or to keep things held while wearing a kimono.



When he finally finishes his
early morning journal work,
he considers going back
through his previous volumes
and numbering the pages  
but —smart as he is—
he knows he can’t count that high.

He thinks about all the pens
he’s ever used, tries to calculate
how many oceans of ink he’s expended.

He imagines uncurling his cursive and
deconstructing his print, laying out
all of his penstrokes end-to-end
and seeing just how many times
the line would circle the globe,
or if maybe it would form a lifeline
stretching into space to lasso the moon
or play jump-rope with Mars.

Poets And Storytellers United
Weekly Scribble #38
~ Koshihimo ~


12 thoughts on “Koshihimo

  1. Luv where this prompt took you Ron.
    The ponder of “uncurling his cursives” i find quite amusing

    Happy Wednesday. Stay Safe


  2. Penstrokes ARE a lifeline. I believe you know that. I really like how you adhered closely to the prompt—something I was unable to do.

  3. Did you know Accountant jokes are funny only to accountants? They have a weird special unique scenes of humor. I am glad too, that you save the best part until last,
    reaching to the moon.
    I am glad you remembered Joe Btsplk, the unlucky man in the Lil’ Abner comic strip whose rain cloud followed him everywhere.
    WordPress may give you my other blog that doesn’t have poems. You visited me at
    http://jimmiehov6. blogspot.com. Note the “6” for this one.

  4. There is something really delicious in the ideas here. I’m enchanted by the idea of taking the measure of all the pen strokes that led to the making of the writer I am at this moment and still seeing the wonder in the possibilities of the pen strokes yet to come.

  5. This is an amazing poem, Ron! Writing is a lifeline for many of us, threading its way through our lives. When I was at school, we had to use italic pens and learn italic writing, of which I was very proud. These days my handwriting has deteriorated, and I mostly type on a laptop. But I still love and use pens, ink and notebooks. I especially love the lines:
    ‘He imagines uncurling his cursive and
    deconstructing his print, laying out
    all of his penstrokes end-to-end’.
    The final image is great fun.

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