Lists are often a good place to begin writing a poem. There can ba a lot of emotion connected to a list.
Sunday's list was a list of the war dead, just a few of the soldiers who died last week in Afghanistan. Sometimes the poems bring tears to my eyes, like this one did.
Monday's poem was a list of another type--it detailed the travails of the lives of fictional characters of soap operas on TV.
The two lists make a nice contrast, don't you think. Do they get you thinking?
Here's what I'm thinking. We are each caught up in the trivia of our lives, while soldiers, usually young people who have barely begun theri lives, are fighting and dying in Afghanistan. This war must end.