Thursday, May 7, 2015

To a Ghost Not Gone

In the wake of PoMoSco and sharing with all of you my favorite poems I've written for the project, it seems fitting to also share a poem that is fully Monica-written--as in, not a found poem from someone else's words. Papi (my grandfather) died five years ago today, and this is a poem I wrote in his honor. It remains one of my favorite poems I've written.

To a Ghost Not Gone

El Señor es mi Pastor. Nada te faltará.

I search for ways to say goodbye,
fumbling through the moments I remember best.
You kept me in a safe, your little treasury,
and left me with piles of pocket change and your voice,
scratchy Spanish on an old cassette,
dust that hasn’t found a place to settle.

Me guiará por sendas de justicia, por amor de su nombre.

You tried to sweep
the broken bits beneath the rug,
but now they cut our feet and we cry,
not for the ache of your absence,
but for the things you left behind.

Mi copa está rebosando.

I watch little ones pluck petals
and drop the tattered stems on the dirt.
I want to kiss your cheek
to give you one final farewell,
but I don’t know how to reach you,
or what language will carry my voice
across the distance.


Monday, May 4, 2015

Saying Goodbye to PoMoSco

It is now May 4th, which means that PoMoSco has been over for four days! I am so glad I had the chance to participate; although I didn't complete all the prompts (I managed 27 out of 30), I have come out of the month of April with 27 new poems. Many of them will be pieces I can now edit to my heart's content, and some have given me both new subject matter for future pieces and new ways of looking at certain themes/topics that I might never have come up with on my own. So, without further ado, here are my favorite poems from the last week-and-a-bit of PoMoSco.
  • How You Saved the Day: my source text for this was a collection of poems by one of my favorite writers, Julia Alvarez.
  • To the Voices: After finishing this one I realized how similar it was to my White Out poem, Wickedness. 
  • The Country by Seaside: I really loved the premise of this prompt--to travel to your local library, and on your journey note something you saw along the way. Then you had to find 5 books related to whatever that topic was, and draw your words/phrases for the poem from the first 5 pages of each of those sources. This poem was therefore inspired by seeing sheep!
  • A Small Sample is a series of haikus created from my source text. I never write haiku but after doing so for an earlier prompt, I realized how beautiful the form can be.
The PoMoSco site will remain open to access by the public until mid-May so my poems will be readable until then. I hope you've enjoyed the chance to follow along with me in my month-long poetic journey!

Monday, April 20, 2015

PoMoSco Part 3!

My favorite poems I've posted from the third week of PoMoSco. I got a bit behind in posting and completing but managed to catch up over the weekend!

  • Jude Corrupted--a remix of a passage from the Bible.
  • Double Jeopardy-- For this prompt we had to watch/listen to a video/podcast/etc. that was at least an hour long, writing down everything we heard that we could, and craft our poem from that. I love Nikki Giovanni and she'd done some great speeches so I chose one I'd never heard before, the 2014 Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial Lecture at The College at Brockport. I didn't know what to expect but definitely did not expect the resulting poem to be so painfully relevant to present-day events.
  • Coming Home-- "I am marigold on the outside, morning-glory violet on the inside."

Sunday, April 12, 2015

PoMoSco Part 2!

Following on from last week's post, here are my favorite poems I've completed for PoMoSco this week!

  • To Every Woman-- let me just stroke my own ego a bit on this one and say how much I love the phrase "a quilt of turmoil and design". Also, the source text for this was something I found by mistake when doing some quilting research, and I fell in love with it!
  • Blackberry Crumbs--after spending about two hours working on this one with my source haikus, I found myself thinking in haiku!
  • Carefully at War-- I used this prompt (taking a walk and using text off signs for a poem) as an excuse to finally wander up to the dilapidated ruins of Hen Eglwys, which I've wanted to see for a while, and also explored the woodlands.
I'm really enjoying participating in the project, not only because of how much more time I've spent committed to writing than I normally would and how many great ideas for future pieces have come out of it, but also of course for the vast amount of poetry I've had the chance to read and other writers I've gotten to interact with.