not-quite Journaling, 9
yum for butterflies,
bees and me
3/22/2021: The first hint of color in my garden. I hope they’ll be fully bloomed by the time things get warm enough for butterflies, bees, ladybugs, and other pollinators.
corpse I planted
last year sprouts pretty
3/25/2021: The mystery bulb I found in someone else’s trash, last autumn, has grown 3 inches. It could be a daffodil, a hyacinth or something else… But I am sooo hoping for a tulip. Also, it’s possible that my favorite bit of The Waste Land, by T. S. Eliot: “Stetson! / You were with me in the ships at Mylae! /The corpse you planted last year in your garden, / Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?” has been playing in my head nonstop. I blame it on the approach of April, which we all know is “the cruellest month”. 😁🌷
is a wonder-
full and terrific puzzle
3/27/2021: Someone I know (perhaps, a relative *cough*) told me that they were afraid to explore the whys behind the fact that they always reach for their purse, when a Black person sits next to them on the train. I was feeling uncommonly nice and didn’t point out that the phrase “racist in denial” came to mind. But later that day, the same person suggested that their behavior must’ve been triggered by something a Black person did to them in the past and that “God helped [them] forget the pain.” The blatant stupidity of the comment cured me of my niceness rather quickly. So, I sent them this poem and asked them to explore the evils of internalized racism and convenient self-deception.
more garden photos
They say, “Nothing can fill hollows the
world grew out of loss and misery.” And I laugh (ok, cackle), and they
think me mad, (and I probably am—I mean, what else could explain all
these commas?)—still, I stick thought and fingers and toes in dirt they’ve
tried to disdain, and I say, “Poor thing, you have never felt the power of wild
and woman: a Wild Woman makes herself a garden. She fills her-Self, and she
shares. Want some?”
- for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #63: I Say and You Say…).