Last year, during National Poetry Month, I posted, more or less, a new draft poem each day. I really wasn’t sure I was up for that this year, but this morning, the scent of April called up some urge, and so I wrote the draft poem below.
It is a wonderful thing to have an incentive to think about and write poetry. I don’t know if I can keep it up for the whole month, but I urge you all to consider trying it (at least for a few days!) The poems I will post will, by and large, be drafts so please feel free to write comments and suggestions.
What is it
What is it that allows
the deeply suffering to feel
gratitude, that permits
the young man in Japan
on finding, after weeks, the remains of
his mother and sister, now delicately swaddled
in muddy blankets, to say
“I am so happy.”
Like the curve of breast or
hip that rises gently above
bone, softening the contours of a body evolved
to stand up on two legs, like swallowing
and swallowing again, and the relief in that,
to the caught, parched throat.
As always, all rights reserved. As always, comment! Suggest! And, if you like the work, please please please check out my poetry book, Going on Somewhere, poems by Karin Gustafson, illustrations by Diana Barco, and cover by Jason Martin on Amazon.
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