Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was an unusual one. Take social media updates and create found poetry. Interesting. And I knew exactly which one I wanted to do. Happily, I cannot take credit for any of the words in this poem. They are gorgeousness to the power of ten and belong to a woman I met over a year ago. I love reading her Facebook status updates. Her name is Darwin Prophet.
Blogging A to Z Challenge: letter O
Words by Darwin Prophet, Form by Jessica Scott
Days travel fast in the swing of spring blossoms;
on the green, voices echo in the warming flight of the starlings
on the breath of becoming
the balance of song and singer in the chapters
unfolding page by page in this book of life
Analyzing depths of fondness playing long dormant memories
sound tracked by the awful truth:
the absurdity of love’s intricate thread of gold
binding the weaving of lives meant to touch, not to hold,
reflections in the light cast upon flame
fleeting, devouring, dangerously beautiful.
back earthside from crisscrossing centuries and planets,
trysts of old where the flame may no longer burn
but the pilot light is always working,
here’s to delta males and the regeneration of my bluegrass doctor,
the sweeping of dusty boxes laden in memory,
the cleansing where mater dwells, a convergence of good filk*,
friends and some clowning around.
Now to the happy vocation of teaching the starlings to fly.
* Filk music is both a musical culture, genre, and community tied to science fiction/fantasy fandom and a type of fan labor. The genre has been active since the early 1950s, and played primarily since the mid-1970s.