When I read from the book’s
second section (which deals with my own breast cancer experience), I spoke
about the conditions of survival and the ways in which we remember how to live.
I also mentioned that October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month—a time
to remember and a time to hope for a cure. Spoken word poet Taylor Mali read after
I did and noted that he lost his mom to breast cancer; he then read a poem
about his mom that he dedicated to her and to me—a lovely, spontaneous gesture.
After the reading, a lady I’d
never met before asked me to sign her program and said my words would remain
with her (that’s her with me in the photo above). On the way out of the
building, a group of young people came up to me and thanked me for the reading—several
shook my hand, and one said that his mother is a survivor and that he could
hear her “life” in my poems. Later, in NJPAC’s lobby area, two ladies asked me to
sign their copies of What Matters (I
remembered seeing them at the
reading). One told me that she, too, is a survivor and how much my poems meant
to her. In the book tent, a man came up to me and said that his wife is a
survivor and that after hearing my poems he understands better what she went
through. He said he was going home after the festival to give her a big hug and
a copy of my book (I admit to the tears in my eyes.) These were all reactions that I couldn't possibly have anticipated.
Reading at the Dodge Festival was a
special honor, and I send my sincerest thanks to Martin Farawell, Dodge Poetry Program Director, for inviting me to be part of such an exceptional poetry celebration. As always, the Festival brought people together and reminded us that poetry is about addressing the human condition deeply and, in the
process, confirming that we’re all
brothers and sisters—that we’re not alone. I’m so very grateful!
This week, I’d like you to write about a magical moment in your life. There’s no formula for such moments, most come unplanned and unexpected, and are all the more meaningful for that. As Jane Kenyon wrote in her poem “Happiness,”
There’s just no accounting for happiness,
or the way it turns up like a prodigal
who comes back to the dust at your feet …
The experience you write about this week may be a
major one (falling in love, your wedding, the birth of a child, a long-time
goal achieved, surviving a challenge) or it may be a small moment of joy (a
detail in the happiness of your larger life). Your moment may be part of a continuum as in “Painting” by my dear friend and distinguished poet Ed Romond:
Excerpt:
I still hear his voice urging
me to bring the brush back
to blend the paint into one
continuous stroke of green.
I don’t know why after 50 years
these words remain
like lyrics of a favorite song
but I keep seeing that Saturday …
This week, you’re called to
remember and to write. Dig deeply into your heart’s archives and look around
you (perhaps the leaves’ changing colors, a certain song, a photograph, or a
souvenir tucked away in a dresser drawer will bring a special moment back to
you).
Here are five tips:
1. Don’t simply tell a story
(remember, this is a poem, not a journal entry, and you’ll need to avoid
writing from a prose impulse as you move from the personal to the universal).
2. Work on a sense
of immediacy (even when you write in the past tense). Stay away from the
passive voice, and be wary of words that end in “ing” (gerunds).
3. Avoid over-use
of adjectives
4. Eliminate
prepositions whenever you can (i.e., the sky’s length rather than the length of
the sky).
5. Don’t over-write—watch
out for too many details, and don’t try to explain everything. Think about
this: a poem with only five great lines should be five lines long. And remember what
Dylan Thomas wrote, “You can tear a poem apart to see what makes it tick …
you’re back with the mystery of having been moved by words. The best
craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps … so that something that is not in
the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.”
Examples:
Adele! How wonderfully beautiful! I'm so happy for you and for the people who heard you read. We don't have anything like the Dodge Festival here in England -- I so wish that we did, and I thank you for sharing this with us.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Jamie. Your comment is much appreciated. (I read in England some years ago, and found the audience to be very warm and receptive.)
DeleteI was there, Adele -- you were fantastic (there was definitely something magical in that auditorium). The whole festival was extraordinary and something to look forward to in 2014.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Rich. Never having met in person, I didn't realize that you were in the audience!
DeleteAdele, I love you! I have no other words about you and your magic.
ReplyDeleteOr was it a spell, a charm?
Oh, Jago (Ales)! How sweet of you! The magic is the poetry and the Dodge Festival makes it so special for thousands of people. How is life in Rome?
DeleteYou know...In Rome the life is sweet (La dolce Vita)
DeleteJago, I remember it well!
DeleteI was at your reading, saw the reactions of people in the audience, and it was definitely magical!
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing quite like the Dodge Festival for bringing people who love poetry together in a big way. It was great at Waterloo Village, and Martin Farawell has made a huge success of it in Newark.
Thanks so much for the kind words, Bob! You're right, the Newark festivals have their own special and successful "personality" (a kind of coming-of-age).
DeleteDitto to what Bob said!
DeleteRich, big smile!
DeleteWonderful example poems, especially the Jane Kenyon, which I haven't seen before.
ReplyDeleteAs you might guess, poetry is often celebrated here in ireland, and we have heard of the Geraldine R. Dodge Festival in the US - I would say that the Dodge Festival is internationally known and respected.
Thank you, Adele, for your blog and all the poetry sharing!
For anyone interested, here's the link to a wonderful site dealing with Celtic poetry: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/celtic1.html
Máire Ó Cathail (Ireland)
Thanks so much for your comment, Maire—it's always great to hear from you!
DeleteI know there's a big annual poetry festival in Strokestown (Co. Roscommon), the town in which my ancestors were born.
Sláinte!
I've been to the Strokestown festival, and it's grand. (I suspect much smaller than your Dodge Festival, but grand nonetheless.)
DeleteI walk down this path
ReplyDeletemy life is a mystery
Autumn chills the air
Wonderful, Risa! I love the nuance you create in so few words. Again, your "to the point style" rocks!
DeleteLovely! Once again you've "said it all" in just a few words, evoking the "spirit" of the autumn season (as a metaphor as well as actual).
DeleteI hope you're planning a book of these short, pithy poems.
Very nice, Risa! The brevity works!
DeleteThank you Adele,Jamie and Rich! Yes, I am planning a book. Since re-connecting with Adele and writing with these wonderful prompts, I have quite a collection. Your kind words are so encouraging.
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