I've decided to join Beverly A Baird, Linda Schueler and others in a "year long poetry practice – on the first Friday of each Month," when they, and anyone else who joins, will be writing a poem based on the theme of the month and a photo taken relating to that theme.
You can find out more about this here.
This month it felt like Spring was writing her story through me in this poem. I wonder what Summer will have to say?
The first time I participated, I didn't get the photograph first bit. I let the theme percolate throughout the month before posting and the poem more or less wrote itself. When I realized my mistake, I sent a half decent draft of it to my partner, Randy Rotheisler, and a friend, Ron Peace, both gifted photographers, asking for images to accompany it. We have continued this process. Both have remarked that this poem is dark and that finding images was challenging. In case you are interested, both these photographs can be purchased from the photographers. Let me know if you want their contact information.
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| Moses by Ron Peace |
Solstice
early on
i two stepped
lightly across the land
now my feet,
heavy,
drag across it
the season has been hard
harder than usual
Winter ignored the equinox,
threw white flurried tantrums well into April
now Summer,
always impatient,
blasts heat
well before her time
i’ve heard rumours
those two are getting weird messages from the sun
a story about atmospheric interference
too much carbon or something
frankly, i’m too tired to care
i just want it to stop
under these conditions
it’s exhausting,
almost impossible
to keep
my delicate charges alive,
never mind thrive
thankfully,
my shift
is almost over
soon i get to let go
soon
just as soon
as the solstice arrives
it will be
someone else’s
turn to
worry
about
the world
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| Descent by Randy Rotheisler |
Wow - what imagery. Love the phot as well. Thanks for participating.
ReplyDeleteA dark poem, but I totally hear you! Great images. Thanks for doing this challenge with us.
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