"Tea Set" by Jean Etienne Liotard‘Lockdown’ by Caitlin Venniker The Society January 18, 2022 Beauty, Covid-19, Poetry 9 Comments . Lockdown The day sprawls wider than a yawn, a mouth that sucks a ticking clock, a door that lets the wind blow in, but no one comes to lift their fist and knock. The rain outside is free to run and fall and fling itself through puddles on the ground. I watch it slide down drains and kiss the pools below like fish with open mouths. I push the windows wide to let it in, and wish a meadow’s green would come for tea. The kettle’s on, for goodness sake come in and I’ll invite the sea, eat chocolate cake with tiny spoons and sit on the settee. We’ll be together outside-in, the sky below the roof. We’ll lean on clouds with dragonflies, smoke cigarettes and talk about our youth. The wind will tell us where he’s been, through all the empty streets. A sapling sits beside a stream, a starfish on his lap, with fog pulled tight over his knees, and sunshine on his feet. And when we’re done, they’ll bend their boughs, pick up their acorn buds, anemones and leaves, and say goodbye and kiss me at the door. The house will pull its sleeves of silence up once more, and all that will be left to show they’ve been are teacups in the sink and raindrops on the floor. . . Caitlin Venniker studied English at the University of Cape Town before changing direction completely and becoming a veterinarian. She lives between the United Arab Emirates and South Africa. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments. CODEC News:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 9 Responses Susan Jarvis Bryant January 18, 2022 Gaspingly glorious! A poem that had me hanging on every beautiful word until the perfect image of the closing line. Afternoon tea during lockdown never tasted so good. Thank you, Caitlin! Reply Caitlin January 19, 2022 Thank you so much, Susan. That is wonderful feedback, I really appreciate it. Reply Yael January 18, 2022 Totally unique and sounds like a real mad-hatter tea party to me. I like the unusual nature-scene imagery and while I have no idea what the poem’s format is called, or if it has a name, I find it interesting and befitting the subject. It reminds me of Alice in Wonderland, one of my all-time favorite books; I like it, thank you. Reply Caitlin January 19, 2022 Thank you so much, Yael. A mad hatter tea party seems exactly right! Reply Norma Pain January 19, 2022 Many years ago I had a friend who could write magical free verse and I am not clever enough to know if this should be called free verse but I absolutely loved the magical journey that you took me on. Thank you Caitlin. Reply Norma Pain January 19, 2022 After re-reading your poem several times because I love it, I can now see and hear all of the internal rhymes. Reply Caitlin January 19, 2022 Thank you so much, Norma! I am quite new to writing in meter, and I did allow myself a lot of freedom, but I tried to focus on rhythm and rhyme so I’m very pleased that you could pick up on that. Thank you! Reply Julian D. Woodruff January 20, 2022 I don’t know whether I have it all right, Caitlin, but you do use meter, rhyme & half-rhyme most imaginatively. And images–if we could all have a relaxing but still stimulating cup or two with a meadow’s green, maybe an ounce of gratefulness, health, and sanity would return to our world. Reply Caitlin January 21, 2022 Absolutely. Nature is such a wonderful healer. Thank you for your kind words. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.