Please join us for the last official meeting of the year at the Beverly Public Library, 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. We are supposed to bring either our own or a favorite poet’s poems about place. If you bring your own, please bring copies to share for gentle critique.
We will also be discussing elections and schedule for next year, as well as a summer outing.
In any case, here’s a picture of the Alamo, which is a place, but I didn’t write about it! You, too, have been on vacation or on a business trip here or there.
When looking for an existing poem about the Alamo, here’s something I found that I think says a lot about place.
We are children of the earth, and as we go on a journey it means that we are like children crawling upon our mother, and as we exist upon the earth we are kept alive by her breath, the wind, and at the end of our time we are put in the ground in the bosom of our mother.
Now you have been made to contain all things, to produce all things, and for us to travel over. Also we have been told to take care of everything which has come to your bosom, and we have been told that in your body everything should be buried. I now come to bury this man.
From G.A. Dorsey, Mythology of the Wichita, 1904
I hope this has inspired you to look for other examples of poetry about place or to write something. See you on Saturday!