{"id":1862,"date":"2026-06-10T18:01:00","date_gmt":"2026-06-10T18:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/?p=1862"},"modified":"2026-06-30T20:37:30","modified_gmt":"2026-06-30T20:37:30","slug":"post-its","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/?p=1862","title":{"rendered":"Post-Its"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
Sometimes I imagine
the Post-Its that I would leave 
in strange places

Fantastical messages to a Self 
that I would stage 
in the wild
for some unsuspecting passerby 
to encounter
hours, days, weeks later

Perhaps it would warrant 
a second glance
or even a pause 
a catch of the breath

Post-its I would leave
for someone else to discover
to decode and debrief
to incite a reaction, 
a startle reflex

Post-its I would leave
on a lamp post
on a rusting newspaper box
on the greasy 
black handrail 
of the Metro escalator
on the ceiling of an Uber
on the mirror of a restroom

Post-its that I would place 
on the shelf of the canned goods aisle
in between the fresh-steamed corn 
and lye-soaked hominy
or in the freezer wedged 
between Eggos 
and Toaster Struedels

Post-Its that would render
their future reader unsure
of the veracity, 
audacity of the To-Dos

Spark curiosity
ignite a sweep 
of someone's 
peripheral vision

Yes, it would be ideal
to leave unhinged love notes
for a bored shopper

Post-it notes 
I would leave 
in strange places
to stir it up a bit;
leave the world guessing.


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\u201cPost-Its,\u201d an imagining of what might happen if I left unhinged faux to-dos in strange places. Written Wednesday, June 10, poem 161 in a series of 365 poems written by Diana Ludwick in 2026. Photo: “Post-Its I would Leave in the Wild for Someone else to Find,” Diana Ludwick (c) 2026. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1928,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,200,887,2,551],"tags":[1480,584,9,1288,1094,1478,484,1117,1479,1477,1482,1484,1483,1481],"class_list":["post-1862","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-2026-poetry-challenge","category-humor","category-loosely-hinged","category-poems","category-unserious","tag-catch-of-breath","tag-curiosity","tag-humor","tag-june","tag-metro","tag-mystery","tag-post-its","tag-restroom","tag-second-glance","tag-staged-to-dos","tag-strange-places","tag-to-dos","tag-uber","tag-unsuspecting-passersby"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1862","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1862"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1862\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1930,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1862\/revisions\/1930"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1928"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1862"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1862"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dianaludwick.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1862"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}