by Dave Jarecki
Greetings fellow travelers, wranglers and companions of the soul. This is my first prompt, and I’m glad to be part of this amazing community. Now let’s get physical.
A little man in a little blue suit
One of my favorite movies from the ’90s was The Doors, with one of my favorite scenes being when Jim Morrison (played by Val Kilmer, in case you missed it) was maced, then went on stage and essentially, in all his Morrisonness, nearly provoked a riot. In the middle of the band’s opening song, Morrison — and who knows how much of this is based on actual accounts from a real performance and how much is Oliver Stone’s storytelling — stops the music and begins to relay the story of what happened backstage. In the midst of enjoying a private moment with a lady friend in the john, as Morrison tells the crowd:
“A little man came in … with a little blue hat, in a little blue suit … “
And with that in mind, we’re going to solute “the little man” in each of our lives.
Homunculus defined
I first came upon mention of “homunculus” while reading The Body Has a Mind of Its Own, by Sandra Blakeslee and Matthew Blakeslee (2008, Random House Trade Paperback Edition). In chapter two, they discuss the archaic term, which, based on what they call the “premodern idea,” is akin to “the helmsman in a one-man submarine” — a person inside a person inside a person, like a never-ending set of Russian dolls.
There’s a lot of fun stuff on Wikipedia that I won’t go into here, but essentially, homunculus is Latin for “little human” or, prior to the feminist movement, “little man.”
And so let’s write to the little man
“Little man” can mean a lot of things (and yes, your “little man” may very well be a “little woman.”)
When I think back to the Jim Morrison bit above, I think of a Napoleonic authority figure. Specifically, I think of an old boss who abused his company status to compensate for his stature.
But the “little man” (or woman, or androgen, for that matter) doesn’t have to be a subject of scorn. On the contrary — perhaps your little man is akin to the Great Gazoo, sitting on the hood of your car or directing you from a perch on your shoulder.
Or maybe your “little man” is a baby or child. Or maybe it’s your inner child.
In the end, your little man doesn’t even need to be little — maybe just someone with a little brain, petty thoughts or shallow sensibilities.
Or maybe just a hermit crab. Or a robot trapped in a flesh suit.
Whomever, or whatever, your little man (or woman) may be, let him/her/it be your writing guide this week. And remember to post your poem or a link to it on next Thursday’s Get Your Poem On post.![]()













Oh my, which little cretin too choose. So many, so few words! Here’s where double entandre takes center poem, as it were. Thanks for this well thought out prompt. I can hardly wait to see what everyone contributes.
Glad to accommodate the prompt process.
Who accepts list poems?
I have a few.
Interesting site.
I attend a Sunday evening prompt writing group with a young poet lady.
Oh, I think there is more to come from this prompt, but here is my first slice:
http://juliejordanscott.typepad.com/jjspoetry/2009/07/little-miss-nicey-nice.html
Thanks for the link, Julie – be sure to post again on Thursday’s Get Your Poem On so everyone can read.
This is a fantatsic prompt. Any prompt featuring the word “homunculus” has got to be good.
Really looking forward to your poetic definition, Nathan.
Nicole, we’d love to read a list poem. If the prompt leads to one, please share.
My, my David – this is expansive prompt writing. My brain actually hurts a bit.
Now, on to thinking about my little man…
Rock on!
-H
My little robot!
Memory
listening to the drone
soft whirr
of clipped
voice
echoing
dominus
dominum
domini
always
back row
near a winter
window
looking
at puffs
of grey sky
bleating
lupus
nullius
tacitus
fugged steam
on windows
staccato
coughing
ripped
through the hall
like a lightening flash
waking disguised
slumbers
whining
suetonius
pliny
catullus
drift off again
into
half sleep
wool
scarfed
reverie
zebedee
hominum
homini
homunculus
Ugh.
Brain pain. A concept to work with…
Hmm….
Thanks for the poem, Rallentanda. Be sure to post again on Thursday so nobody misses it.
hip
hop
homunculus
clip
clop
carbunculus
uncle… homo?
I don’t think so
just a cretinous
carbunculus
homo of an unculus.
Dave could you keep these on for Thursday?
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Rallentanda – you’ll have to stop back and re-post on Thursday under the next Get You Poem On entry, which will be live in less than 24 hours.
Imagine what life in 24 hours will be like. That right there’s a prompt (of sorts).
discomfort lodged under skin
writhing voices in thin marrow
moan, greedy for sustenance
and aching for attention: such
abrasive false friends, two faced
schmoozers feasting on power
liang mian de huai xiao ren
flipping the coin, so we say
hardworking, wise little people
underground, or at the north pole
brave helpers not to be diminished
children of adult honor in tales
hidden and exchanging gifts for
the poor and deserving, believers of
order and magic, strength in numbers
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Sorry about the all caps, but I had to get your attention.
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