You may be familiar with my Poetry Marathons – I’ve done them since January, 2015. I take a week, several times a year, and devote it to poetry – writing, editing, all poetry-related activities.
This year I have decided to do one segment of a Marathon each week. Two to three hours set aside for poetry, outside my regular life. It’s called the Installment Plan Poetry Marathon.
For more background information, look here. And if you want to read previous posts in this series, search this blog under the term Installment Plan Poetry Marathon 2017.
On June 22, I was back at Logue Library, Chestnut Hill College. It was a perfect summer day.
I missed working here last week – my computer problems – and I was happy to be back in my desk on the 3rd floor.
I love the quiet solitude of the library in summer. Just love it. Being in the building among the books calms me in a way nothing else does.
Before I got started, I decided to walk through the first floor in search of a book to check out (I eventually chose Life on the English Manor 1150-1400, by H S Bennett, 1937. I was interested because I have been rereading Daphne DuMaurier’s The House on the Strand). Book titles were what caught my interest today. I’ll give you a little tour.
These three books might have something to say about today’s world, even though they were written in years past.
The natural world is complex. These books will help explain some interesting topics.
After this excursion, I got down to work. I decided to write first and to look over the poems I wrote two weeks ago after that. Things went fine for the first part of this session. But when I got to the editing part, I realized I had lost some files from the computer breakdown. I spent some reconstruction time that I hadn’t planned on and I didn’t enjoy!
Well, that’s all right. I think (fingers crossed) things are back as they should be. I felt a bit at sixes and sevens today, writing-wise, though. Well, next week I’ll look things over and see what I think then.
Here are a couple of poems from today.
This one was inspired by my orienteering event last week at Norristown State Hospital. There are a lot of buildings slowly decaying as the hospital continues in the decades-long process of contracting.
If you close up the building
walk away from it
let it sit
year after year
let the slates on the roof crack
drop off in shards
let water in
fall all the way to the basement
brick walls lose mortar lose bricks
windows pull out of the walls
parapet lying in a dent in
that is grown up knee high
go around back
some kind of vine crawling
through and over
the sun porch a sagging empty
You put a Condemned
on the front door
such as it is
rotten soft and weather-scoured
All of this and
We remember, don’t we?
This poem came from observations on a walk around my neighborhood.
The old man
moving at no speed
drags the hose across the lawn
a defect-free swath
of fake-looking real grass
to the thick-mulch plot
placed with just that little bit of awkward
you don’t know if it’s for
or just off-center
Full of red geraniums
spaced too far apart to chat
but yelling would be rude
so, they sulk a bit. Each one
The old man gets that hose in position
aims the sprayer.
The geraniums would turn their backs
if they could
but as it is
they just have to take
as best they can
holding on to green leaves
while red petals fly off
spatter the mulch in sodden heaps.
The old man cuts the flow
starts to turn
all of a sudden
squeezes the handle for one more hard burst
The geraniums shiver.
it was the last thing anyone expected
the lightning strike was not fatal
we are all disappointed
it was perfectly respectable
some sort of vegetable transfusion
to modify my behavior
your alter ego
reflected in a mirror
now I know why your jealousy is so intense
discount prices are compelling
intruding on my mental peace
things looking grim but still plenty manageable
a broken toe
out-numbered two to one
by a stiff knee and damage to the garage
call the doctor and get his opinion
of the scales on her nose
don’t just assume it is fate
OK, that’s it for today. Hope to see you next week!