Sunday, June 3, 2012

Week in Seven Words #121

They're given random scraps and told to build whatever they can imagine. Cars with plastic bottle cap wheels, a walkie-talkie with a straw antenna, a castle made out of cups and toilet paper rolls.

The music at the frozen yogurt shop is so loud, the place so packed and noisy, that you can't think or talk to the person next to you. You just stare into your cup and eat and eat before it all melts.

We've gone so deep into the park we can pretend we're no longer in the city. At the pond we find a bench. Though it looks a little wilted in the heat, the pond is a nice spot I think. He sees it as stagnant. I can understand why, but I can't agree. There's always something alive in there. A mix of fish, turtles, plants and microbes. It's a quiet place, and promises whatever you can find in it; the closer you look the more there is. After our conversation, which has kept returning to life's disappointments, to uninformed choices that can't be undone, I want to be in a place like this, out-of-the-way and quietly overflowing with life.

The tiny sailboats have ventured onto the water again.

The cookie dough has already been prepared; now it's only a matter of cutting it and flattening it into cookie-shaped pieces before it goes into the miniature oven. Of the four residents at the table, one can wield a knife quite well. Another tries but can barely manage. A third pops a piece of raw dough in his mouth then resumes staring silently at the rest of it. The fourth curses when you get too near her. "I wouldn't feed that to my cat," she mutters.

Forget the subway and bus; I'll find a new way home. And I do, on land rising steeply over a lake, where the inlets are coated in a vivid green scum, and the path curves beneath low-hanging branches.

The howl of a dog that doesn't know what she did wrong.


John Hayes said...

There's a lot of poignancy in this week's group. "Fathom" is such a compelling scene & so well sketched. & I love the free & easy creativity you captured in constructive!

Hope you've been well.

naida said...

I like the image you create with jib and wretchedness is sad.
Enjoy your weekend.

Crafty Green Poet said...

constructive appeals to the recycling crafter in me

and wretchedness is so sad....

HKatz said...

@ John - Thanks so much. On the whole I've been well.

@ Naida - Wretchedness was really sad, and jib a pleasant image (really light-hearted!)

@ Juliet - There are so many creative ways to recycle "junk," agreed.

Thanks all for stopping by and commenting.

Relyn said...

I had to laugh at raw. As I was reading it, I was thinking about eating it raw.