Hi out there. April is National Poetry Month and also National Make Sophie Incredibly Busy Month. April is also my yearly reminder to never let people forget I majored in Creative Writing. So here is a poem for you from my most recent zine. It is my favorite of the few poems I have written in the last couple of months. [An Ars Poetica is typically a poem about the craft of writing and poetry itself.] Enjoy your spring! Rooting for you!
Ars Poetica
I'm going on Survivor
to write about nature.
It will be brutal,
but the wilderness calls. As Whitman says
in "Song of Myself,"
these are the days that must happen to you.
Out here I am born, winds
slice like machetes
and the sun is my flint,
but my team is so sick of me
I hear them plotting all day:
Why do we keep the poet around?
She works so hard,
but she is not strong.
I say, Do you see the blue hermit crab
inhabit a room
to inhabit itself?
Don’t you know "stanza" means "room"
and the sky is a house?
So they vote me off
and I leave on a boat, now
I write this to prove
I am still from the world,
my poems and the waves
both taking me back.
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