A few days ago, a friend had to evacuate her
California home due to raging wildfires. A few years ago, my cousin had only a
few minutes to remove items from his office at the University of Iowa due to
flooding in Iowa City. Thousands of people have fled their homes this year
because of violence or persecution. Others have been uprooted by a tsunami,
earthquake, and other natural disaster. When we have to get away fast, and can’t
take much with us, there is always the question of what to try to save what to
take with you; or in some cases, what to bury or hide in hopes you can return
someday and retrieve what you left behind.
Karen Paul Holmes’ poem, “What do you save,” is more
than a list poem of things to save.
What
do you save
when
a wildfire swarms toward your home?
Ten-thousand acres last week, double today. The Nantahala Forest
combusts like hay: drought plus rough terrain. Bless firefighters
who've come Oregon-far to help the Blue Ridge. Bless everyone
praying for rain, damning
the arsonist. These mountains should flame
with autumn; instead, falling leaves become torches,
wind-carried, hell-bent.
Ten-thousand acres last week, double today. The Nantahala Forest
combusts like hay: drought plus rough terrain. Bless firefighters
who've come Oregon-far to help the Blue Ridge. Bless everyone
praying for rain, damning
the arsonist. These mountains should flame
with autumn; instead, falling leaves become torches,
wind-carried, hell-bent.
Not
morning fog, this scrim over my view, but smoke
the sun can't burn off. Eyes itch, I taste acrid hickory,
won't let the dogs play outside. Farmers fear for cattle—
the thick smolder, chemicals sprayed to stop it. What about lungs
of ducks here for winter refuge on Lake Chatuge?
And osprey, fox, bear, deer...
the sun can't burn off. Eyes itch, I taste acrid hickory,
won't let the dogs play outside. Farmers fear for cattle—
the thick smolder, chemicals sprayed to stop it. What about lungs
of ducks here for winter refuge on Lake Chatuge?
And osprey, fox, bear, deer...
Eight
miles away, police at my friend's door: Evacuate. She packs
her sister's sculpture, mother's portrait, binders of genealogy notes.
I could grab documents but not
Reverend Cobb's table cut from a hundred-year oak
nor the maple desk made by a local man.
The mattress with its imprint of the body I loved.
her sister's sculpture, mother's portrait, binders of genealogy notes.
I could grab documents but not
Reverend Cobb's table cut from a hundred-year oak
nor the maple desk made by a local man.
The mattress with its imprint of the body I loved.
There's
an odd beauty I don't want to like—
the smell of campfire, the silver-ringed sun, striated
purple sunsets. I'm in a Turner painting, everything blurred,
obscured under goose down.
Last night the moon glowed red.
the smell of campfire, the silver-ringed sun, striated
purple sunsets. I'm in a Turner painting, everything blurred,
obscured under goose down.
Last night the moon glowed red.
~
Karen Paul Holmes
Copyright © 2018 Karen Paul Holmes All rights reserved.
From No Such Thing As Distance (Terrapin Books). Reprinted with permission.
I
like the way Holmes blesses the firefighters and others trying to help, and how
she ends the poem with her reluctant appreciation of the beauty created by the
devastating fire. These add depth to what could have been just a list of what
to save or what to leave behind.
The August Challenge:
The August Challenge is to submit a poem about “what to save” in case you have to flee your home due to some kind of disaster. You can specify what kind of disaster if you wish. It can be in past, present or future tense (i.e., a disaster already experienced, one taking place in the present, or preparation for the future (poetic license allowed, of course).
See how you can enrich your poem so it is more than just a list poem.
Your piece may be free verse or formal. If you use a form,
please identify the form when you submit your poem.
Title your poem unless it is a form that does not use
titles. Single-space and don’t use lines that are overly long (because the blog
format doesn’t accommodate long lines). The example poem, and poems previously published on this blog will give you hints about the line lengths that can be accommodated.
You may submit a published poem if you retain copyright, but please include publication data. This
applies to poems published in books, journals, newspapers, or on the Internet.
The deadline is August 15. Poems submitted after the
deadline will not be considered. There is no charge to enter, so there are no
monetary rewards; however winners are published on this blog. Please don’t
stray too far from “family-friendly” language (some children read this blog).
No simultaneous submissions, please. You should know by the end of the month
whether or not your poem will be published on this blog. Decision of the judge
or judges is final.
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How to Submit Your Poem:
Send one poem only to wildamorris[at]ameritech[dot]net (substitute the @ sign for “at” and a . for “dot”). Put “August Poetry Challenge Submission” in the subject line of your email. Include a brief bio that can be printed with your poem if you are a winner this month. Please put your name and bio UNDER the poem in your email.
Send one poem only to wildamorris[at]ameritech[dot]net (substitute the @ sign for “at” and a . for “dot”). Put “August Poetry Challenge Submission” in the subject line of your email. Include a brief bio that can be printed with your poem if you are a winner this month. Please put your name and bio UNDER the poem in your email.
Submission of a poem gives permission for the poem to be
posted on the blog if it is a winner, so be sure that you put your name
(exactly as you would like it to appear if you do win) at the end of the poem.
Poems may be pasted into an email or sent as an attachment
(no pdf files, please). Please do not
indent the poem or center it on the page. It helps if you submit the poem in the format used on the blog
(Title and poem left-justified; title in bold (not all in capital letters);
your name at the bottom of the poem). Also, please do not use multiple spaces
instead of commas in the middle of lines. I have no problem with poets using
that technique (I sometimes do it myself). However I have difficulty getting
the blog to accept and maintain extra spaces.
Poems shorter than 40 lines are generally preferred but
longer poems will be considered.
Poet
Bio: Karen
Paul Holmes has two full-length poetry collections, No Such Thing as
Distance (Terrapin Books, 2018) and Untying the Knot (Aldrich Press,
2014). She was chosen as a Best Emerging Poet in 2016 by Stay Thirsty Media.
Publications include Prairie Schooner, Valparaiso Review, Tar River Poetry,
Poet Lore, and other journals and anthologies. Holmes hosts The Side
Door Poets in Atlanta and Writers’ Night Out in the Blue Ridge Mountains.
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