I’ll admit today was the first time I’d ever heard of a poetry form called “A Golden Shovel” so I read my NaPoWriMo prompt closely to make sure I followed the rules.
Apparently, “this form was invented by Terrance Hayes in his poem, The Golden Shovel. The last word of each line of Hayes’ poem is a word from Gwendolyn Brooks’ poem We Real Cool. You can read Brooks’ poem by reading the last word of each line of Hayes’ poem!”
I chose one of the suggested poems to make my own Golden Shovel.
Here is the poem I chose to Golden Shovel😀
On the fruit stand.
We eat the smile
And spit out the teeth.
Laying on bamboos green
the pandas were benevolent Buddhas
blinking as we snapped on and on
with our cameras and phones focused on the
way they devoured bamboos like fruit
while they waddled or sat, not once did they stand.
I wondered if they thought that we
were weird for watching them eat
but then they dismissed us with the
politest of grunts, I had to smile
as they were through with our voyeurism and
with a trickle of bamboo spit
our reluctant hosts tuned us out
and I left them alone to watch the
delicate way they picked their teeth.
(Copyright 2014 chattinatti)