What a happy coincidence that National Poetry Month begins on a Friday this year! And, because the Inkling challenge is the first Friday of each month, today is a trifecta of poetry goodness. This month, Mary Lee challenged us to “Use “The Thing Is” by Ellen Bass as a mentor text. Keep the title, but choose a theme/message either from your own life or from current events.” Bass’s poem is full of the pain and contradictions of life, asks questions, and reaches a resolution.
Today is also the first day of my month-long poetry project. For the past two years, I’ve explored the natural world through poetry. Two years ago, my poems were about News from the Natural World. Last year’s project was inspired by Kathryn Aalto’s Writing Wild: Women Poets, Ramblers, and Mavericks Who Shape How We See the Natural World. That journey was such an incredible learning experience that I wanted to do something similar this year. My friend and fellow Inkling, Heidi Mordhorst (who is also hosting today’s Roundup), suggested reading All We Can Save: Truth, Courage, and Solutions for the Climate Crisis, edited by Ayana Elizabeth Johnson and Katharine K. Wilkinson. But I also recently discovered Rooted: Life at the Crossroads of Science, Nature, and Spirit, by Lyanda Lynn Haupt. At the risk of being indecisive, I’m not going to commit to one book or the other. Rather, I envision this month’s writing to be a response to the connections between these two books. Who knows where that will lead?
So, using “The Thing Is” as a starting point, this month’s journey begins with a walk in the woods.
The thing is
I have so many
questions,
so many
things I. Don’t. Understand.
But I know
a walk
in the woods
on a cold day
in late March,
will hold surprises.
Maybe sharp-lobed hepatica
are erupting from leaf litter,
scattered beside the trail,
their pale pink petals
streaked like the morning sky,
each flower with a
a dazzling supernova
of stamens at the center.
Or a lone antler
rests at the base
of a scarred oak,
or a jumble
of hawk feathers
lay in a heap
by a fallen log.
As I study
the remains
of this fierce predator,
my need for answers
becomes urgent.
I realize, though, I don’t know
who to ask.
Draft © Catherine Flynn, 2022
Please visit my fellow Inklings to read their responses to Mary Lee’s challenge, and the Poetry Friday Round up at Heidi’s blog.
Heidi Mordhorst @ My Juicy Little Universe
Linda Mitchell @ A Word Edgewise
Margaret Simon @ Reflections on the Teche
Mary Lee Hahn @ A(nother) Year of Reading
Molly Hogan @ Nix the Comfort Zone
I’ll walk in the woods with you ANY time! We can ask each other, whether or not we have any answers.
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I would love that!
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Count me in on that walk, too! I can’t wait to see where your journey takes you this month, Catherine!
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Wouldn’t it be great if we could go on walks together?!
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I love the book Rooted, so I can’t wait to see how it inspires your writing.
I love the surprises you highlight in your poem. These things help keep our curiosity and appreciation for nature burning.
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What a wonderful mix of the concrete and the abstract. Asking the questions is always a good beginning :>)
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What a wonderful project! I’m so looking forward to reading your poems and seeing the connections. I love the “walk in the woods” stanza. Just copied it into my notebook to save and think about and remind myself.
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I want to tag along with you and Mary Lee and just listen to the both of you. I so enjoy what comes into your writing from your reading. This year’s project is sure to be fruitful. Enjoy the cold walks in the woods…I hear spring really IS coming…any minute now!
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I can so relate to this. I was on a familiar trail this morning and I just had so many questions and wonderings.
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Catherine, I love the surprises you found as you walked through the woods. Nature is always a given to all who observe and listen.The last line of your poem offers time to pause and think.
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The thing is nature is a curious teacher. I love how closely you pay attention.
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Catherine, Your poem is powerful – especially at the end. You can feel your sense of awe and appreciation as you read through your words about the natural world. Well done! Keep walking!
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