How to Grow Happiness

Dear Readers,

The more I grow in years, the more I feel the desire to live anonymously. Which is strange, considering the choices I have made that wouldn’t allow me to disappear into anonymity. I think when life unfurls untold and unseen, it brings along a joy that all of the world’s humdrum cannot dismiss. With this thought in mind, I write today’s poem, which is inspired by Namratha’s Substack post on the ‘How To’ Poem. You may read it here.

I have already written an instructional poem, which later turned into flash fiction and was published on Flash Flood Day this year. Titled ‘Submission Recipe for a Woman/Wife/Mother’, it is a lethal instructional guide on how to ignore daily chores when the muse calls.

This time, I am gentler. Please let me know what you think of it.

HOW TO GROW HAPPINESS

If you have a backyard, you’re good to go. If not,
terracotta will do. At my grandmother’s,
cherry tomatoes sprung up in second-life planters.
Junkyard jewels are steady like old friends.

Strum a serenade with hands bare,
cuddle the earth. Weave a sweet symphony
with flecks of dirt on sweaty palms. At the farmer’s,
that’s the way lifelines grow.

Make periwinkles in a fleeting world,
through spring and summer, autumn and winter
cover your grounds.

When you’re done, don’t bother the flowers
with fanfare, for in anonymity

they’ll be set free.


Discover more from A Hundred Quills

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

11 Replies to “How to Grow Happiness”

  1. I love how the poem isn’t instructional directly, but gives you the space to consider that what the poem says is true. Your alliterations have achieved a new level here. ‘Junkyard jewels’ is a gem! (Pun intended)

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a reply to Liz Gauffreau Cancel reply