My usual academic schedule for my poetry class is that Friday-Monday I work on a poem that is turned in Tuesday morning then critiqued in workshop on Wednesday. This weekend I was a little overwhelmed, and it didn't happen. Which, last night, put me in the position of having to write a poem in one fell swoop. So I started with a title of a poem I'd already written, "Self Portait Before Leaving Home" and wrote. It was one of those poems that got big and then small and then big and then small again. It's far from finished (and anyway, "a poem is never finished, only abandoned"), but I haven't posted a poem in a long while, so here it is anyway.