Sunday, September 30, 2012

The Abruptness of Change

On this last day of September, I stop to feel grateful for all the gorgeous sunshine, for the good health enjoyed by family, for the beautiful art being created every day on Whidbey Island and, of course, for poems.  And yet

another thought:  how our lives can change in the briefest of instants.  Driving the back road toward the off-leash dog park at Bayview -- we see a woman sprawled at the side of the road, not really enough shoulder to sit on safely -- a huge Golden Retriever in her arms.  Her sobs rend the air as two cars ahead swerve left to go around her.  I pull over and go to her.  The injured dog is too much for her to lift and my husband assists, moving into the back seat with the dog, Micah, in his lap.  She will follow us to the vet clinic in Freeland.

Between wrenching sobs, we piece the story together.  She was weeding her garden when Micah suddenly bolted toward the road.  She ran after, calling him back, and heard the loud slam of impact.

What kind of person rams a car into a dog and drives off?  Someone famous (Einstein?  Gandhi?) wrote that the quality of human society can be assessed by how it treats animals ... not an exact quote, but that's the general idea.  The polar bears are dying because of our greed for fossil fuels, honeybees are in trouble, and vivisection still goes on.  We have a lot of work to do on our society's quality ...

Dr. Parent comes out with a stethoscope and listens for Micah's heartbeat, only to stand back shaking his head.  We feel like failures, arriving too late to the scene of doom.  Micah's human says, I could see the light leaving his eyes ...

This may turn into a poem some day, but on this day, and for many days after, the thought of Micah brings only tears and a heavy heart.  For those of you who know the pain of losing your companion dog, I recommend Robert Frost's poem "Canis Major."

May we all do better in our positions of stewardship of the Earth and all its animals.

Monday, September 3, 2012

One of the most pleasant consequences of creating "Surrounded" has been opportunities to get to know some of the poets.  Through phone calls, emails and cards, I have been able to learn more about the book's contributors.  Several of the poets have offered creative marketing and promotion ideas; thanks!  And now from Vincent Tomeo, an oft-published New York poet, comes this review:

Critique of Surrounded:  Living With Islands

By Vincent J. Tomeo

Each poem tells an intriguing story that is left open for a sequel to another story, to another poem, concerning an unanswered conflict, searching for an answer.  You won’t be disappointed.  Living With Islands is a fine read.

I could explicate several poems to prove a point, but I choose to have the reader go on a vicarious trip somewhere between his/her heart and mind.  It will truly be an exploration of exotic places, real and in a fantasy.

I suggest the reader go island hopping in a world Surrounded: Living With Islands.  You will be surprised who you will meet and what you will encounter.

Thanks, Vincent.

If you are a fan of poetry, let a poet know s/he is appreciated.  Give a poetry book as a wedding or graduation gift.  Attend a reading at your favorite bookstore.  Write a poem for your mom or dad's birthday -- I did this for both my parents and they were thrilled (or else they both deserve Oscar nominations!).  Help to infuse the world with the energy good poems provide -- the results may amaze you.