Walnuts (Washington, D.C.) Flash Friday 55
Walnuts (Washington, D.C.)
Several
glasses of wine, blocks
of stop-start walk, still
can’t get the damn dog down
to business.
December irises make me
wonder if we haven’t wandered all the way
to Tunlaw–street where backwards
gets stuck in front–but don’t think the dog
can read in this dim light. Street signs
too high too.
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55 loopy words for the G-Man. http://g-man-mrknowitall.blogspot.com/
Sorry not to do link correctly, doing everything on mobile devices the last few days, and I’m not that good at them.
Have a great weekend. k.
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ManicDDaily 
December 14, 2012 at 10:28 am
Iris in December is definitely an out of sync sort of symbol, and there is a disjointed sense of suspension in this, the way we flounder on sometimes when our mind has set us a goal that overrides immediate feelings and conditions, yet our bodies must interject their confused two cents. Or so I read–I have wandered this way myself a lot in cities, so may be just interjecting my own urban malaise. A lot packed into this 55, k.
December 15, 2012 at 8:42 am
Thanks, Hedge. I think I should have added as a process note that Tunlaw is Walnut backwards. My understanding is that naming streets that way was an old-timey kind of joke. The Tunlaw Street in DC was named after a Tunlaw Farms that grew walnuts. The namers thought they were being very tricky.
December 14, 2012 at 10:29 am
Hah, like this. I was in need of a little light relief and an inner smile. You gave me both. Thank you
December 14, 2012 at 10:37 am
love the wry voice directing this poem and especially the last enjambed phrase which really cinches the mood.
December 14, 2012 at 10:45 am
There’s a beautiful quirkiness about this poem. Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
December 14, 2012 at 12:10 pm
yet still beautiful.
December 14, 2012 at 12:23 pm
Maybe should have
Given some of the wine
To the dog.
Cheers!
JzB
December 14, 2012 at 4:18 pm
Who says I didn’t? (Ha!) k.
December 14, 2012 at 2:59 pm
Karin…
Washington DC is enough to drive you backwards.
And a stubborn dog will drive you Crazy!
Loved your disjointed 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for remembering today…:P:P
Have a Kick Ass Week-End
December 14, 2012 at 6:09 pm
haha be careful with the dog and the wine would not want him bumping into anything…hope it finally got the business done for you…such a warm december so far…today got bitter, maybe we are starting to turn and i heard maybe snow by christmas
December 14, 2012 at 7:46 pm
Seems to me that this inside out, upside down world Requires a few glasses of wine and a backward dog to help make sense of it.
December 15, 2012 at 8:34 am
I can feel the several glasses of wine in the walk and slight lurch and awkwardness of the poem (in a good way).
December 15, 2012 at 8:39 am
I’m not sure that people realize that Tunlaw is Walnut backwards. I read a book years ago that talked about Tunlaw Streets and I’ve always been fascinated by the idea, and I thought it was more well known. I am not far from a Tunlaw Street here in Washingon–too far for the dog but I’ve been jogging on it. Actually got stuck behind Russian Embassy on much longer jog than wanted. (Ha.) Hope all is well, Luke. k.
December 15, 2012 at 8:40 am
Are there streets named that just because it’s Walnut backwards?
December 15, 2012 at 2:16 pm
I think originally people realized but not anymore. K.
December 15, 2012 at 10:02 am
haha…so good…my daughters used to talk backwards when they “discovered” language…we had lots of fun doing this…good brain training as well… yppah yadrutas…smiles
December 16, 2012 at 4:13 am
ha! I enjoyed it!
December 17, 2012 at 1:55 am
I have a daylily blooming in the backyard. It is a creamy orange yellow. Vitally out of season, alone in the bed. The rain falls all
around. In the front paperwhites wait their turn.
December 17, 2012 at 2:31 pm
Wow. Sounds beautiful, S. Hope all is well! k.