you wrote your poetry
blue on white
a daisy, your pen
until grey streaks pushed
your kind aside
deeper and deeper
into the edges
pulling petals apart
a litany to tiny ends
the wilt of a berry
on your breast
rebirth it's red
this new ink
the leaves your pages
poetry, your breath.
Audrey: I am honored and thrilled to be featured---I feel like my poetry is shifting right now--or I as a poet am shifting--one or the other or both--anyway, something of the old is being left behind as the new starts to take more focus--this piece was about that process for me--it feels like a loss of some kind, and I am uncertain right now where this shift is taking me--but I am trusting that it will be a good place for me--
Sherry: It is always interesting, when things start shifting within. Would you tell us a bit about this inner shift?
Sherry: Sometimes these shifts can feel discombobulating, but I view them as very positive, personally, as it means growth is happening. And I think the most authentic poems, the ones we respond to most strongly, are the ones that speak the poet's truth.
We will watch where your work takes you with interest, Audrey. You posted another poem recently that I found a very positive response to the political climate we are struggling with these days. Let's take a look:
i awoke to a world gone mad
and though i didn't want to,
i cried with each step this morning,
picked up worn linen
woven in youth's innocence
its nubs a part of its landscape
i will reweave it
make it stronger
though you may shout your imprecations
loudly in my ear
i will not falter
i will not halt
i will not hate
so that our children
need not fear
Sherry: We are being set back 50 years. At my age, I feel very tired, from all the overcoming. Sigh.
I love "I will not hate so our children need not fear." That really speaks to me, my friend. But it is hard to hold onto hope.I find your work strong and powerful; you seem to be tapping into a deep well these days. Thanks so much for sharing your poem and your thoughts with us today, and where you are at on your journey.
This fall, Annell shared a pensive poem about memories of past summers, that I think you will find very moving.
Annell: Thanks for asking for this poem, and for giving me the opportunity to talk about it, and what I was thinking.
you will often find them there)
when you hold it to your ear, you can still hear the sounds of summer)
there is a certain sadness in this idea)
with silver thread that cannot be broken)
which came too soon)
they pop up unexpected anytime)
we did have together)
until I can see it no more, you have gone to a place I cannot follow….yet)
the afternoon light
that creates that line to you)
(perhaps I speak to myself, or maybe to you)
what I say to you, you will know how much I loved you) hoping you will hear
Beautiful poems, beautiful women. Thank you, Sherry,ReplyDelete
Thank you Sherry for getting Audrey and Annell to talk about themselves today. It is always a pleasure to visit these two great poets and now to find out a little more about them.ReplyDelete
It is always special, finding out the stories behind the poems. That is why this Monday feature never gets old for me. And we have such wonderful poets to learn about, too. Thank you, Audrey and Annell, for all you have shared with us today.ReplyDelete
I really enjoyed the chance to learn a bit more about Audrey and Annell.ReplyDelete
Thank you Sherry! It was wonderful to read more about Annell and her work--her work is so beautifully done!ReplyDelete
You are most welcome, Audrey. Thank YOU for your beautiful poems, and for sharing your thoughts. Write on, my friend!Delete
Thank you Sherry for such a heartfelt feature with two of my favorite poets.ReplyDelete
Two of our finest poets - Beautiful in word and being.. So good to read your work and see you hereReplyDelete
thank you for featuring these two wonderful poets and persons. :)
i believe that if you can feel these shifts in your writings, it is, as Sherry has pointed out, a positive thing. i think it shows that your poetry is evolving, that you are paying more attention to the details. i could be wrong, of course, but personally, i think a poet is always evolving in his /her craft, as the poet is always changing in his/her life, environment and relationships.
i loved 'A Reweaving'. it makes me think of the 'fabric' of a nation that is torn.
you do have a very unique way of formatting your work. like little nuggets of thoughts that you want the reader to digest. :)
i like the analysis and explanation of your poem, 'Memories Of Summer'. i really gives an insight into what and why that image or word is used.
Like two fine wines, a perfect pairing. I am honored to be in your post today, and to be paired with Audrey! Thank you so much Sherry...to communicate is the quest.ReplyDelete
And you do it so well. Thank you for taking part, Annell. I like that "two fine wines". Smiles.Delete
Oh wow these are amazing and much needed reading today....well done and thanks Sherry!ReplyDelete
Yes, Sherry, I agree – beautiful poems.ReplyDelete
Audrey, I have actually noticed a quantum leap in your work lately. Always enjoyable, it has become even more deeply satisfying to read.
Annell, I've always loved your poetry and its unique style. I think this one is exceptionally moving.
Many thanks to you all.
Thank you Rosemary. So good to hear!Delete
I have noticed a deepening, as well, Audrey. These sea changes bring up some good stuff.ReplyDelete
So amazing to see the creative process, how the poems were conceived and personal changes and sorrow translate into words. Thanks so much for sharing this Audrey ans Annell. Brave and beautiful words. And Sherry for bringing this to us.ReplyDelete
Two great poets!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Sherry.
Hugs for you Annell. So sorry for your loss.
O Audrey! I am on a similar journey with my writing. These two clear metaphors leave me breathless. I, too, hold linen unravelling to reweave courageously. And Annell! Your "Memories of Summer" is my favorite of your poems--that warm cargo we take into each next season. For some of us, the losses are small, and for some like you the losses are unbearable. Yet this poem shows a way. Thank you, all three. Sherry, your skill at combinations is quite unique.ReplyDelete
Oh--Audrey--holding you and your new hip in the Light. However did you march? Bless you.Delete