On Poetry

by Jessica on March 10, 2017

Guest Blog Post by Poet Kim Dower

Kim Dower Poetry


. . . Poetry arrived

in search of me.  I don’t know, I don’t know where

it came from, from winter or a river.

I don’t know how or when . . . .

–Pablo Neruda

Some of us can remember the first line of poetry we wrote.  Maybe it was in the third grade when we had our first little notebook that we’d scribble random words in.  Maybe it was when we had our first encounter with a real live poem (or poet!) sometime in high school or college.  For me it was when my mother read me A. A. Milne: They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace/Christopher Robin went down with Alice/Alice is marrying one of the guard/”A soldier’s life is terrible hard,” says Alice.  I loved that.  I loved the music of it.  It’d recite it to my dolls, I’d sing it in my bath.  I was hooked at six.

No matter when it comes from, when it comes, it sticks hard.  Writing poetry is a joyful, incomparable act.  It’s fun, then hard, then fun again.  Being witness to words coming together to form meaning and imagery that’s brand new is exciting.

That’s what I’m hoping we’ll do in our workshop on March 18th.

We’ll play with words, with images; we’ll experiment with automatic writing, we’ll read poems I’ll bring that will inspire and delight.  We’ll have fun as we watch the poems arrive from our hearts and minds, as we shape and build them.  I’m not sure anyone can be taught how to write a poem, but we can create an atmosphere, a prompt, a suggestion that invites a poem to happen.  We can get words on a page that have never been together on a page before, and then learn some skills and craft about how to make those words have the strongest meaning.

If you have a memory, you have a poem.  If you can remember what that cookie tasted like on the boardwalk one summer when you were in love or not in love, with your parents or sister or with someone you’d later marry or wish you’d married; if you can remember what the ocean feels and smells like, what squirrels and birds sound like, if you know what longing is, or what it feels like to love someone deeply,

if you remember lying in a hospital room, giving birth, losing a loved one, you have a poem.  I am, I will be, I remember, I want – you have the beginning of a poem.

I’m excited to meet you on Saturday the 18th when we will “Awaken and Ignite the Poet Within!” and make a poem together.  I’m hoping to open the door to many more because writing a poem is the most freedom you’ll ever have.  The freedom to create something brand new, to express yourself, to lose a part of yourself by making art.

Kim Dower

Visit our website for information on special poetry workshop with Kim or give us a call to sign up!