That summer everything smacked 

of tax write-off—men came to unslump

the sunstruck fence, rolled tarp-grey

carpet down the hall, but left 

the wasp nests that hung like black bells 

by the back door. We’d never seen 

the landlord’s face but knew he meant 

to raise the rent. Most nights we debated 

in the fanless bedroom: move, loan, tiny 

home. Then, as February torched 

our nerves, came his offer: six-month lease, 

no option to extend. Next door’s spaniel

napped in its kennel with ducted AC. 

Across the road they drafted luxe revisions 

to Le Corbusier’s machines, earmarked 

kerbs for metered parking. They winched 

in eco-glazing the day we conceded 

our signatures to the digital lease: enough 

to keep the place a few more weeks.

 

 

Write a poem about a piece of art, film or music that you find strangely compelling, for reasons you don’t fully understand.

Ella Jeffery

#30in30 writing prompt

Poetry, for me, is about the pleasures of rigour and surprise. Whether reading or writing poetry, in a good poem I encounter something – an image, a place, a voice, anything – that I didn’t expect. I have an experience that is strange and sharp and utterly clear.

Ella Jeffery

#30in30 #PoetryMonth