Day Four ... NaPoWriMo / Poem-a-Day 2020

Maureen Thorson’s NaPoWriMo prompt: “write a poem based on an image from a dream. We don’t always remember our dreams, but images or ideas from them often stick with us for a very long time. I definitely have some nightmares I haven’t been able to forget, but I’ve also witnessed very lovely things in dreams.” Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-a-Day prompt: “write a wish poem. The poem could be about making a wish or granting a wish. It could focus on the fallout from a wish granted or denied. Or think up a wishful scene to share in your poem.” P O E M   R E M O V E D while being submitted for publication.   Please come back later. The poem may return at some time in the future. Thank you!     My dad, Martin Gotera 25 years old, probably. That poem was a gift from the poetry gods. Wrote it in about 40 minutes. I was trying to use the word "wish" in it but it never happened, though there are consonantal echoes in "was" and "awash." Okay, moving on. Alan said about his poem today, "I have been studying GMHopkins a great deal lately, and I thought I would attempt a more conventionally religious poem." Jackself Envision me as you would have me, Lord, Anew, awakened from a fevered night Fed by a hopelorn vision fueling fright Of desperation, illness, want, and sword Empowered by exploiters of the Word Who mock the common faith but mouth the right, Empathic ways; their stature obscures light And frays the loving, human cord. Ignored, I walked away from those I had implored For help and saw my hands, rough callused, scarred, And cut. Some watched me on my way and turned. I felt the stirring of my faith restored Or redirected to a path I find more hard But guided by (Your) loving lesson learned. —Draft by Thomas Alan Holmes    [Do not copy or quote . . . thanks.] In lines 10-11, here's a passage that's very Hopkinsian: "hands, rough-callused, scarred, / And cut." The listing of adjectives tied together by sound, the alliteration of the /k/ sound and the rhyme of /d/ and /t/. And lots more like that in the poem. Very cool, Alan. There you go, friends. Two Petrarchan sonnets. Friends, won’t you comment, please? Love to know what you’re thinking. To comment, look for a red line below that starts Posted by, then click once on the word comments in that line. If you don’t find the word “comments” in that line, then look for a blue link below that says Post a comment and click it once. Thanks! Ingat, everyone.  ヅ

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