4.28.2015

Mr. Clutter

Sensible and sedate
handsome
impressed interior
spongy immense
interwoven
with glittery necessity
learned to cook
celebrated
coconut cookies
charity cake
Spartan breakfasts
neither coffee or tea,
of course he did not drink.

An erasure poem character sketch of Mr. Clutter, one of "the last to see them alive," described in the first chapter of In Cold Blood by Truman Capote. #28 of 30 in April, and sharing with the Real Toads on The Tuesday Platform. Somehow the photo "poetry spoken hear" seems to connect to In Cold Blood. Maybe it's because it's day 28.
Posted by Marian at 6:42 AM
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16 comments:

  1. Georgia KochApril 28, 2015 at 6:56 AM

    Wow ... very nicely done ...

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  2. Gillena CoxApril 28, 2015 at 7:50 AM

    nice one

    much love...

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  3. kaykualaApril 28, 2015 at 8:40 AM

    Sensible and sedate
    handsome
    impressed interior

    A Mr Clutter (despite the name) with all of the above is still impressive, more so with an impressive interior (something that is sincere unlike external pretences) Great lines Marian!

    Hank

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  4. Sanaa RizviApril 28, 2015 at 8:51 AM

    Oh this is exquisite...! :D
    xoxo

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  5. colleenApril 28, 2015 at 9:04 AM

    Reads like a "man wanted" want ad! Fun.

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  6. Björn RudbergApril 28, 2015 at 10:39 AM

    Seems like a man that's failing by doing his best....

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  7. TimoteoApril 28, 2015 at 2:22 PM

    In Cold Blood is a chilling account of a purely evil act. But on the lighter side, the title of your poem strikes a little too close to home (time to remove those skivvies that landed on top of the lampshade the other day!)

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  8. Susie ClevengerApril 28, 2015 at 4:03 PM

    What a great poem crafted from such a dark book.

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  9. HannahApril 28, 2015 at 8:30 PM

    Excellent!! You've crafted a concise character here, Marian!

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  10. Rosemary Nissen-WadeApril 28, 2015 at 8:43 PM

    Bit by bit you build a vivid portrait.

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  11. MarianApril 28, 2015 at 9:02 PM

    Argh, my own blog eats my own damn comments ALL THE TIME.
    Thanks everyone, BUT I don't think I did this right. This is not an erasure poem so much as a re-arranging and presenting Truman Capote's character, like the Cliff Notes version. That's not right.
    I'm challenging myself to try another erasure poem from a different section of In Cold Blood and we'll see if I can express something of my own with it. I'll report back! xo

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  12. EllaApril 28, 2015 at 11:53 PM

    Oooh, I love glittery necessity

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  13. Magaly GuerreroApril 29, 2015 at 2:49 AM

    One can never trust someone who doesn't drink tea or coffee...

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  14. Kim NelsonApril 29, 2015 at 11:57 AM

    You do, indeed, resurrect the "In Cold Blood" mood. Well done, Marian!

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  15. grapelingApril 29, 2015 at 10:56 PM

    maybe so... ~

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  16. rallentandaApril 30, 2015 at 9:15 AM

    Ha...enjoyed this.. Erasure poems are such fun. I love writing them.

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