Wearing Slippers Now
He
shuffles down the long hallway,
studying
the number on each closed door.
Which
room is mine? he asks the aide.
Number
seven.
Soon
he pauses, fingers combing his sparse hair.
I
think
this
is it.
She
prompts him -
Is
there a way you can know for sure?
He
furrows his grey eyebrows,
then
straightens his rounded shoulders
and
looks up.
’Cuz
that picture is on the wall?
Yes,
you’re doing great, she says.
Before
we open your door,
can
you tell me about that photo?
He
sighs.
It’s
the two of us.
On
a trip.
That’s
a fancy shirt you were wearing.
He
chews his lip.
She
bought it for me
while
we were there.
His
eyes overflow.
I
miss her,
he
whispers.
~
Deetje J. Wildes
Here is what the judge said about this poem:
The Now in the title gives us a picture in itself and is a
wonderful introduction to the poem. Why the slippers now?
This poet gives a clear picture of a man alone, in a home,
losing his memory, and she does it superbly with verbs, gestures. He
shuffles, pauses, asks, combs his sparse hair, furrows his eyebrows,
straightens his rounded shoulders, sigh, chews his lip, eyes overflow.
The
diction is carefully chosen, and sparse. This along with the smaller font
the poet used shows the diminishment that has happened to this man.
Form and content are one. There is a quietness to the poem
which adds substantially to the background of the poem.
Not
until the penultimate stanza do we see him as he was—in a fancy shirt his wife
chose. The finality of her death. The use of a photo itself is brilliant—a moment
frozen in time. Past.
Balistreri selected another poem for an honorable mention.
Tikkun Olam*
for Yvette 1948-2012
Yvette did not turn away
from the pain, the ugliness
of the broken places.
She faced them straight on and asked,
“What can I do?”
She figured out her role
found her work and did it.
Were things getting better?
Of course it mattered
and Yvette would tell you
exactly why it mattered,
who was getting screwed,
what organization
what governing bodies
needed to change.
But it didn’t take a crisis
for her to show up.
She stood her ground
when others drifted off.
I never knew if she was hopeful
or discouraged.
She met the world with friendliness and fierceness.
She carried the world in her enormous backpack.
I carry her example in my heart.
* Hebrew: Repair the world
Here is what the judge said about this poem:
Dedicated to Yvette, and reading what she's about makes her
an example for all of us to follow. It is understandable why the poet carries
her example in her heart.
This
is a straight forward telling--a woman no one knew intimately--she was friendly
and fierce, didn't turn away from the pain and ugliness of the broken places
but instead walked the talk. She was there when most needed and it didn't take
a crisis for her to turn up. She was one who carried the world in her enormous backpack.
I would have liked to see examples, more showing. The
portrait of Yvette is abstract. Where is the individual, Yvette?
As it is Yvette could be Mother Teresa or one of the volunteers helping in Louisiana right now. We are grateful and enriched by these people--They truly show us how to repair the world.
The poem is well done in a big picture kind of way. We
need more descriptive details. As it is Yvette could be Mother Teresa or one of the volunteers helping in Louisiana right now. We are grateful and enriched by these people--They truly show us how to repair the world.
Congratulations to the winning poems, and thanks to the judge!
Bios:
In
addition to writing poetry, Deetje J. Wildes enjoys making music and
experimenting with visual arts. She is an enthusiastic member of Western
Wisconsin Christian Writers Guild, and a regular contributor to “Faith Walk” magazine
(Eau Claire, Wisconsin Leader-Telegram).
Barbara Ruth writes memoirs spanning
this decade and the last seven decades as well. She also writes poetry,
fiction, essays and is a published photographer. Her work is widely
anthologized in feminist, queer, literary and disability collections. She lives
in San Jose, CA with one woman and one cat, both quite adorable. They are the
reason she lives in the Valley of the Silicon, which, given her Luddite
tendencies, actually seems quite unlikely.