I'm going to dip into National Poetry Month with a poem that fits my poetry reading style--that is, one that is at least pretty straightforward in its approach to what it is saying. That's to say, I'm a pretty horrible reader of poetry. I need poems that grab a 2x4 and hit me over the head so it's plain and clear what they are saying (though I also always assume this means that there are 2 or 3 brilliantly executed underlying meanings that I'm completely glossing over).
Sandra Kolankiewicz's chapbook, Turning Inside Out, was published not too long ago by Black Lawrence Press. It contains nineteen poems, including one titled "Keeping Pigeons." This poem was inspired (per the footnote at the bottom of the page) by an article that Kolankiewicz read from the February 13 and 20, 2006 issues of The New Yorker, authored by Susan Orlean.
Once you begin to read the poem (and I've typed out the first of four stanzas below), I think it becomes clear that there is a very specific thing being written about--pigeons and the keeping of them, and the things that if you knew before you began that might actually keep you from ever beginning to raise them.
Keeping Pigeons
If you knew about having to keep the loft,
how they need perches, baths, enriched feed,
fresh water twice a day or else they weaken,
Would you ever get started?
If you had been warned that the bright
feather speckles on those white grizzled chests,
that product of all that breeding,
would forestall vacations,
sometimes bring disease,
or that raising them would fall under threat of regulation,
even become forbidden,
against the law in some places,
like Chicago
While there is still a nice rhythm when this poem is read aloud, there is also what appears to be a simple purpose behind the words as well. Again, I may certainly (and most probably am) be missing some underlying ideas as well, but was able to enjoy this simply if it's only a poem about keeping pigeons.
Thank you so much for mentioning my poem! What a thrill! While this poem is very much about raising pigeons (the Orlean article featured a young girl who was moving because her mother was remarrying--and thus the girl had to give up her pigeons, which I thought was very sad), I was also trying to express the whole range of emotions associated not only with parenting but also with finding myself parenting a 'suddenly' autistic son. O how I would love to toss him metaphorically into the air and watch him fly! Maybe some day. Anyway, your comments made me really happy, and I appreciate them very much.
Sandra
Posted by: Sandra Kolankiewicz | April 02, 2011 at 08:50 PM
I'm glad to read that, Sandra. And to be honest, I did believe that there was certainly commentary on the idea of parenting too--the idea of 'if you knew this, would you have jumped in with both feet' sort of thing. I appreciate the feedback and additional details. Good luck with everything.
Dan
Posted by: Dan Wickett | April 02, 2011 at 09:30 PM
I would still jump in. Parenting is the best thing that ever happened to me. But one has to be prepared also to have one's heart broken a little. I supposed anything worth having involves risk. This is a very nice site you have here! I have learned a lot while perusing it. Thank you so much!
Posted by: Sandra Kolankiewicz | April 02, 2011 at 09:51 PM