Written for Margo Roby, Poem Tryouts, “Comic Relief”
Comic strips are structured like poems. Each window is a stanza; they have a beginning a middle and an end; somewhere between the beginning and the end there is a turn towards the end. More important, is that the good ones convey some truth about the world, or people, or life, in a very few words and images.
Where’s my other slipper, I wonder,
roaming through the house.
Ha! Ha! Ha! She will never find it, Murphy chuckles.
That’s what she gets for leaving us alone.
That silly dog. I bet my slipper is on the stairs.
I begin to climb.
Not going to find it there, Mom. Innocently,
I wag my tail.
Back down the stairs I go, and spot the missing
slipper hidden in the dog’s toy box.
Rats, I’ll have to think of another hiding place.
(Based on the Peanuts strip. Linus and Snoopy are
in the desert, and Snoopy is hiding.)