Happy National Poetry Month 2023! Curious about what I’m doing? Want to play along? Read more here.
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Before and between our recent blizzard (April 1) and snow (April 16), we’ve had spring days in the 70s and 80s. Ack! In March and April in Minnesota. So wrong. Anyway, the birds have been singing, and my sister Patty and I did some prep work so that I can soon repaint our old, patchy deck. And there were all sorts of critters poking out from the winter.
In yesterday’s magnet tiles, “wind” and “spring” caught my eye. I thought of the final scene from Charlotte’s Web, and also Australian spider rain (shudder–Google it if you’re not familiar). The thought of little spiderlings ballooning through the air seemed like a good fit for for High. I don’t know if I’ve ever used the word “holy” in a poem. Maybe once or twice, and always about nature, I suspect. But I don’t really talk about things as being holy. However, the miracle of the seasons and of life cycles called for something more sacred than being just “furniture,” just there. So I added the “holy” into that last line, even though it feels like an uncomfortable fit. But I think something of poetry is about putting words that are uncomfortable fits together anyway.
Besides Charlotte’s Web, Bethany Barton’s wonderful I’m Trying to Love Spiders came to mind!
What words will we be digging through today?
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Denise Krebs says
Laura, I love “holy furniture” and spider rains! Yikes! Here’s mine about a broken relationship.
Drink lie time
Girl recalls needy
Denise, this is powerful. Wow. And a Barbara Juster Esbensen poem I love about spring and storms and geese has “a wedge of cry.”
Yikes, I’ve never heard of spider rains, amazing. I like the idea of ‘holy furniture’ though it may not exactly be connected to church. Your brief words are so emotionally-laden, Denise.