Repost: Packed Out Poetry: 20 Years Strong (and Getting Stronger)

“We all matter because we live.”

Those words were on my mind as I went to a local poetry reading in Woodstock this weekend. Then I heard fellow poets reminisce of days long ago and poets that are no longer with us, how the featured readers met the host and thus a community was born. It’s been one that, since the year 2000, that has been kind enough to let me, a Spectrumite finding his voice to thrive and learn in their presence. I’ve learned so much from the local poetic masters (or maybe divas perhaps?) that they made me want to be better than before.

As for my approach to poetry, or the arts in general for that matter, I like to take a cue from the father of modern Philosophy, Socrates, and say that “All that I know is that I know nothing.” It’s been something that has stuck with me because of my translation.

The way I interpret his words is to never close your mind on what is possible and be open to new and exciting possibilities. We all wear different hats at different times, the key is to always being open to what can happen. All artists are able to reinvent themselves constantly with the times that they find themselves, (Pro wrestlers Mick Foley, Triple H, The Rock, The Undertaker, singers Prince, Billy Joel and Sir Elton John as well as game show hosts Drew Carey and Pat Sajack are some such examples) but that also applies to everyone as well.

I know a wonderful friend who does a lot for the community, Joe Defino Jr, who finds himself wearing many hats in his life but is always open to any possibilities. He has been in his life a teacher, lector, artist, coach, technician as well as a father and a mentor for me. He’s always reminding me to be open to God’s call even when it’s hard for me to do so. He’s just one example but my point is sometimes we need a reminder to be open.

To highlight how different my poetry has been from when I started writing, I offer two examples of my poems. One comes from when I was just starting out writing in high school; I was writing about an one sided crush and how the wait was making me feel, appropriately named Waiting for my True Love:

Waiting for my true Love

 

When I ask a girl out and she says no,

I feel lower than the lowest low

When I get a moment, I look up at the sky

And say, “Is this the way it’ll be till I die?”

 

I try to be still, patient and calm

Thinking that I’m sitting under a tree of palm

And I try to start a new day

In a new way.

 

When I see people kissing, however,

I feel as gloomy as cloudy weather

Boys and girls I know flirt

And I feel that my feelings are truly hurt.

I’m waiting for you . . .

I’m waiting for my true love.

 

This relatively recent one is dedicated to a wonderful friend, whose Mom was strong, full of faith and kind as well. When I first recitied this poem for her children, they were so happy, one was crying because it was so powerful, so I leave this one here as well, to show how I’ve progressed as a poet:

 

Gentle Pink

 

-for the memory of Beverly Defino-

 

 

Gentle pink

wind calls out;

tells all that can hear

the broken hearted;

discouraged athelete

a sick person:

Even as enemies close in,

times when hope seems

distant,

promise me one thing:

That through it all,

to never give up.

My wish

helps

all in need,

battling whatever comes,

knowing

heroic fight

with its ardious

difficult

trials,

all too well.

 

Faith,

love

may seem

insignificant

in world deluged in dismal news.

Those small things

done out of love;

kindness

mean so much

in the long run.

 

Love

from all who love you

inspires;

radiates itself

to others;

permeating

throughout life’s

peaks and pratfalls.

 

“Gentle wind,

those who get the message

say silently

as if in prayer

“We know

words so heartfelt

how much you care,

even now,

you inspire humble people

with your

faithfulness;

courageousness;

precious jem

the gifts

we celebrate;

guard

we will never forget

nor the memory you leave in us.”

 

My advice to those who feel that they are passionate about something, one where the Eros won’t go away no matter what, is to go after it, keep learning, and never give up, because you can always learn from being patient and your work,  each and every day, will always help you to….

Shine On!!!

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