NaPoWriMo Day 19:

Today, our optional prompt challenges you to write a poem based on a “walking archive.” What’s that? Well, it’s when you go on a walk and gather up interesting thing – a flower, a strange piece of bark, a rock. This then becomes your “walking archive” – the physical instantiation of your walk. If you’re unable to get out of the house (as many of us now are), you can create a “walking archive” by wandering around your own home and gathering knick-knacks, family photos, maybe a strange spice or kitchen gadget you never use. One you’ve finished your gathering, lay all your materials out on  a tray table, like museum specimens. Now, let your group of materials inspire your poem! You can write about just one of the things you’ve gathered, or how all of them are all linked, or even what they say about you, who chose them and brought them together.


My Walking Archive


Walk in your house’, you say

I get it, as we have no other place to stray

Then make a list of collectibles,

“Walking Archive”, potentially labeled



As I stepped down my throne,

Eh, bed, as it’s popularly known

I couldn’t take my eyes away

From the only thing I saw- my vanity table!



The corner of the room where I spent a few minutes every day

As I dressed up for my work or a date with my friends

I hardly recall facing that mirror for last many days

Would it remember to mirror my image; would it still recognize my face?



A feeling of nostalgia suddenly gripped my senses

As I started to unbox my collection of cosmetics

Ah! My cherished Dior Kohl that remodeled my eyes

With a perfect black mascara that shaped eyelashes- how elegantly they went with all outfits especially saree



Oh that palette of eye color and that foundation of my skin tone

With lotions of all the brands, lie in a drawer forlorn

As I rummaged through the vanity, I noticed my assortment of lip color

Amongst the humble Dior lip shades, stood a special Chanel- Red Rogue color



The range of perfumes lined on the cabinet-

Versace, Bvlgari, Armani, Burberry

Impregnated the air with aroma of delightful retreats

The moments made special with these fragrances



From cosmetics and bags, I could never stay away

But a few more possessions became memorabilia today

My exquisite collection of precious and semi precious jewelry

A Swarovski wristwatch with a few gems gone missing, reminding of the love of hubby



A gold bracelet I claimed last birthday

Few studs, few dangling assembled in my earrings array

A Swarovski pen gifted by a dear friend

Even hues of nail color lay silent somewhere



My walking archive reminded me a lesson

Happiness is a choice,” I’d always believed

Then why not dress up one of these days

And feel the smile and energy that’s dormant within



                                                                                    ©Vandana Bhasin