By Sara M. Robinson
The other day I was asked if I was creating verse about
current events, especially since I live in Charlottesville. I replied that I
really wasn’t. And I thought later, what not? It seems that historically poets
who witnessed horrific events were generally compelled to create passionate
verse responses. I find that is difficult for me. It is not that I am not moved
by catastrophe or living history or social issues. It is mostly about my
comfort level. For most of us pastoral poetry is really what makes us live in
the moment. By this I mean writing passionate lines about nature with its
living creatures.
I’m currently working, for example, on a poem about an
injured Canada goose I found this morning on my usual walk. It tried so hard to
fly, flapping spastic wings, and falling over backward. It was clear that is
was injured in some way. I was moved by its instinct to keep trying and I
wondered how that would work as a metaphor about keeping up courage in the face
of disaster. That led me to think about the fires of California and the ash
remains of homes where folks lived, read, ate their dinners, and just lived
their lives.
These fire-broken devastated homes remained as skeletons of
a past. Like the goose, their existences were forever changed. I knew that
houses could be rebuilt, but I knew that goose would never fly again, and
likely would not make it through the night.
How is it that when we write about what we see and feel that
it is so subjective? Critics of the confessional poets used to admonish them
for revealing so much about their personal illnesses and weaknesses. These
poets did create some of the most impressive and important poetry of the modern
centuries. Their illnesses became metaphors for life among others and it was, I
believe, their way of bringing illness to the forefront, rather than hidden in
the shadows. One big gift a poet can bring is the unwrapping of the present
that is within yourself to reveal the core of humanity within everyone.
So, in current events, we see everyday states of affairs
that are ever changing and will always do so. Sometimes the changes are rapid;
sometimes they are slow. But all of these are part of the human experience and
for many poets writing about components of the experience is a personal goal.
When poets share some of this with the rest of us, we again have been given a
gift. To see things, like a mortally wounded goose, and feel empathy as well as
sadness, inspires me to write something about living along side the pain of
nature; promising the world that I might
be magical somehow, with words, to make that pain a little less.
I guess, then, I do write something about current events
after all. Like I wrote in one of my earlier published poems, “sometimes the
large is often seen in the small.”
Keep writing!
Sara M.
Robinson, award-winning poet, founder of the Lonesome Mountain
Pro(s)e Writers’ Workshop, and former Instructor of a course on Contemporary
American Poets at UVA-OLLI, is poetry columnist for Southern Writers
Magazine and poetry editor for Virginia Literary Journal. In
addition to publication in various anthologies, including We Grew Wings
and Flew (2014), Scratching Against the Fabric (2015),
and Virginia Writer’s Club Centennial Anthology (2017);
journals: Loch Raven Review, The Virginia Literary Journal, vox
poetica, Jimson Weed, and Poetica, she is poet and author
of Love Always, Hobby and Jessie (2009), Two Little
Girls in a Wading Pool (2012), A Cruise in Rare Waters (2013),
and Stones for Words (2014). Her latest poetry book, Sometimes
the Little Town, released in February 2016, was a finalist for the
Poetry Society of Virginia’s 2017 Book Award.
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