We Are Here by English Language Learners at La Cruz Community Center

The collaborative communal poem “We Are Here” takes us from the tropical weather of Somalia to an English class in St. Cloud, revealing emotional experiences common to all people–the struggles and joys of learning something new; hope; the loneliness and fear that happen when we leave the familiar behind; grief; and a desire to connect. With the last word “we,” the poem opens our eyes to the mysterious truth that although there may be superficial differences between us, in our essential humanity all of us are very much the same.

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Sunmade by Finn McGarrity

Finn McGarrity (they/them/theirs) is a poet, community organizer, and fair-weather cyclist currently residing in South Minneapolis. “sunmade” was an effort to write honestly about the grief of losing a loved one to addiction. As a protective measure during grief, we can often evangelize ourselves and those we have lost; I wanted to let go of that to better love and accept this person and myself as flawed as we were. The poem is a token of empathy for those left behind and for those who are still battling addiction.

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King of Moons by Jessica Zick

Jessica Zick’s poem “King of Moons” intertwines images with information about the planet Saturn, delivered in metaphors and sensory imagery. I think this poem is especially relevant as we slowly re-emerge from our pandemic cocoons, contemplating our places in the world and learning to engage again.

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Spring Fishing the Mouth of the Lester River by Lane Henson

In honor of National Poetry Month, we’ve asked 4 Minnesota-based Creative Writing Instructor-Poets to share a favorite poem by one of their students. This week, Bill Meissner, Professor Emerita at St. Cloud State University, shares a poem by his former student, Lane Henson, who has recently begun writing poems again.

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In the Giant’s Castle by Lynette Reini-Grandell

In her poem “In the Giant’s Castle,” Lynette Reini-Grandell invites the reader to accompany her as she creates a plethora of sensory treats for her lover. We feel her excitement and plot with her the surprises to be enjoyed. The small pleasures of loving pepper this poem, and make us smile in anticipation.

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End of November by Donna Isaac

Welcome to Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a weekly song or poem by a Minnesota writer. Our current guest editor is Beth Spencer. Donna Isaac’s timely and beautiful poem, “End of November,” was

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Q.E.D. by Paula Reed Nancarrow

Paula Reed Nancarrow’s beautifully crafted poem, “Q.E.D.” makes the subject a true delight and uses it to elucidate the relationship between the poem’s two characters. Paula’s conclusion brilliantly reveals the role reversal and precise moment of understanding blooming in the pupil of a patient teacher.

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Pocket-Sized Feminism by Blythe Baird

To honor International Women’s Day Lyricality Leadership Team Member Cassidy Swanson recommends “Pocket-Sized Feminism” by spoken word artist and slam poet, Blythe Baird, in honor of International Women’s Day today.

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Slow Horse by Gretchen Marquette

“Slow Horse” by Gretchen Marquette
speaks clearly to the elderly, and to those who love the elderly. She pointedly, but gently, turns us toward the limitations of aging and to the accommodations the aged must make for bodies not as able as they once were. Gretchen reminds us though that even the old have “wild” memories and she shows us how delight still comes from unexpected places.

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a little glimpse by keno evol

Keno Evol has made the most of the associative powers of poetry in a little glimpse. Birds, bees, ants—tiny living things– join honey, flowers and breadcrumbs to lead us through homage to the past, help for the fallen, the honor of witness, and the sustenance of community culminating in the heartbreak of George Floyd’s final utterance. It gave me pleasure to locate these large concepts in miniature in specific lines of the poem. You may enjoy tracking them for yourselves.

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Apnea & Bruxism (I woke to the news you were dead) by Michael Kleber-Diggs

Michael Kleber Diggs titles his poem with words you may only know if you suffer from the conditions: apnea, a breath-stopped waking in the night, bruxism, a tooth-crunching grind asleep and awake. With only two words we are launched into the physical terror of one man’s response to the murder of George Floyd. The poet is a person who knows before he knows, before he’s willing to know. He lists a line of facts in single words we recognize as representing the whole occurrence first to last, from mundane causes to lethal results. He addresses George Floyd directly as his own body registers similar trauma “gasping for air,” “fists clenched tight,” hope so intense it turned to prayer. His suffering merges with George’s as it did for us watching, as it does again reading this poem.

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Familiar Fruit by Sagirah Shahid

Sagira Shahid’s skilled poem “Familiar Fruit” evokes through the memory of shared sensation, quitedifferent events: the gassing of a protest march and a former flame’s proffering of a hot pepper, suggesting further unseen links between the two.

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What Comes Now? by Mary Moore Easter

“What Comes Now?” by Mary Moore Easter is a poem in which the poet and her subject, Eliza (a Mississippi slave), ponder her world, mid-escape. Is this a song of celebration or an elegy of lament? Is it about Eliza’s world in 1860 or the poet’s world “now?” In the middle of this early 21st century poem about a late 19th century woman, the poet quotes a 20th century poem by Lucille Clifton. On the surface, this appears to be a straightforward story about a woman who escaped from slavery into freedom, but the poem ripples with meaning, like “the roiling surface / of (a) wet river.” If you are willing to ponder with Eliza and the poet, every reread will carry you further “out / in unseen time and space.”

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Small Griefs by Nicole Borg

This week’s poem, “Small Griefs” by Nicole Borg is heart-wrenching for the loss that is revealed in so few words. The details are vivid and tender. The speaker’s simple actions and stated longings depict grief in a way that is both memorable and visceral.

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Mother’s Day at the Nursing Home by Laura Hansen

“Mother’s Day at the Nursing Home” by Laura Hansen is a poem featuring a scene of best intentions from the perspective of a daughter. I admire how the imagery that poet uses to describe the simple action of struggling to move her mother in a wheelchair also effectively hints at larger narrative. At the end of the poem, the mother’s words echo in my own ears, expanding their layered meaning.

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Waterfall by Larry Schug

I came across Waterfall by Larry Schug in the former local St. Cloud newsletter, Unabridged, exactly when I needed to read it. It was October of 2001, following the events of 9/11, and I, like most, felt shattered. Larry Schug’s words helped to put some frame around the possibility of hope for humanity, and helped to shine a light on a potential path forward.

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Girl Walking Backwards by Patrick Cabello Hansel

Some of us believe that poems most inhabit the gaps between the words on the page. In this poem, Patrick Cabello Hansel sketches images of a family’s grief, leaving canvas for readers to take up the paint of imagination that allows for this girl to be animated in our minds. Doing so, we sense how it might be to inhabit her body, to feel those small pebbles kicking up on one day in her life.

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Will Of A Prince by Ed Bok Lee

Happy New Year from Sunday Morning Lyricality. Lyricality leadership team member Kelly Travis has chosen “Will Of A Prince” by Ed Bok Lee to wish us a year as beautiful, colorful,

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Reverse Suicide by Matt Rasmussen

Matt Rasmussen has written a poem that will stop your breath. Reverse Suicide is a simple yet powerful poem that ends in the most haunting way. The out of order telling adds to the weight of this poem. Events go from negative to unsettling to brutal to hollow to mournful, until we end up alone in the yard with the narrator and his bother wanting to watch the leaves fall back up into the trees.

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The Miscarriage: A Silent Film by Douglas Kearney

If you have never heard a poem without reading it aloud, then let me introduce you to Douglas Kearney’s poetry in his book Patter. Kearney delivers performative, typographical poems that remind me of the 1980’s American neo-conceptual artist Jenny Holzer (man, if these two could meet and do a project…). Jenny Holzer brought word art to the streets and Douglas Kearney brought a bit of street art to poetry. Inside Kearney’s book, Patter, poetry exists not only as words but as a visual medium in the form of street art, a screenplay, a wordfind and a sonnet interrupted by graffiti. On the surface, his poems are pleasing to the reader’s eye: they are deep and compact, yet lively. There are so many layers in Kearney’s poems; each unwinds a narrative in an overlying structure of wordplay and some with graphics.

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The First Day I Un-Loved You by Kris Bigalk

Kris Bigalk’s poem The First Day I Un-Loved You is all about awakening.

Awakenings can make us feel like our current life is being ripped away and being pieced back together simultaneously. It feels like being caught between this person we are for someone else, the person we actually are, and the mess of a person we are right now. Therefore, yeah who needs clothes, who needs to shave, do not even make a waxing appointment and yes, Doritos are sustenance.

Awakenings help us to recognize all the ways we make ourselves fit into other people’s rules, margins, and packaging. Is there room on that couch Kris? Let’s sit here and go numb and after that, we can take that purple dress to a second hand store.

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To Make Baking Powder Biscuits by KateLynn Hibbard

One of the most famous villanelle poem’s is Dylan Thomas’ Do not go gentle into that good night, with the repeated lines “rage, rage against the dying of the light.” A contemporary take on the villanelle form is KateLynn Hibbard’s poem To Make Baking Powder, with its fire-related words stove, burn, stoke, hungry baking up some subtle feminist rage, felt by a subservient wife of the settler colonial era in midwest America, when gender role restrictions limited women’s opportunities and choices.

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In My Extremity by Mary Moore Easter

The amazing thing about gratitude is how it demands a personal relationship with each of us. We can’t look at someone else’s life and know for certainty about what they can be, should be, are grateful. Here Mary Moore Easter brings an attitude of gratitude as an offering to a woman who stepped out of history, surprised her with her courageous story that was nearly lost, and inspired her to declare her a space in which we can honor her.

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Thanksgiving by Toni Easterson

Welcome to Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a weekly song or poem by a Minnesota writer. Our current guest editor is Susan Thurston. Similar to last week’s poem where gratitude is a

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Everything Waiting by Beverly Voldseth

Echoes of the word “waiting” from last week’s Sunday Morning Lyricality drift into this week’s offering, “Everything Waiting” by Beverly Voldseth. My mother would encourage me in times of trouble to “count your blessings.” That sort of listing is where this poem begins and then, as all good poems do, it opens out to include the unexpected and becomes an anthem for hope and the anticipation of receiving the possibilities offered in another day.

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Quiet Gathering by Marcella Taylor

Marcella Taylor was a stalwart friend and confidante, taken far too soon by an aggressive cancer. During her amazing life she was a gifted teacher at St. Olaf College, and her breathtaking poetry garnered awards, grants, and residencies. Born in the Bahamas of Scottish, African, Cherokee, and Irish ancestry, she made her creative home in Minnesota. She published extensively in journals and anthologies including Poetry, Wisconsin Review, and Tampa Bay Review, and two volumes in addition to A Body Remembers: The Lost Daughter and Songs for the Arawak.

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We come again to the cabin in the spring by Karen Herseth Wee

Susan Thurston, guest editor of “Sunday Morning Lyricality” for November 2020, uses “the lens named gratitude” for choosing this month’s poems. In “We come to the cabin in the spring” by Karen Herseth Wee, Susan says, “we are called to honor and celebrate the passage of time with all of its risks and rewards, and to declare the boundaries that save us and bring us together in the future.”

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Retirement On Lake Time by Will Hecht

This poem, the last in October’s four-part series, typifies aging in a social context. Beyond personal attributes, life-course opportunities (present or not), or historic life-changing events, we now catch a glimpse of a shared age-related experience. In this prose poem, Will Hecht illustrates the cohesion of relationships and tradition, along with the topics and mood that generally pervades older adult conversations.

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The Kontum Madonna by J. Vincent Hansen

This poem, written by J. Vincent Hansen – a veteran of the Viet Nam war, illustrates the direct impact of an historical event on an individual’s aging experience. In these lines the writer shares the memory of a military incident that resulted in a lifetime of personal regret and interrupted peace.

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Pun-sai by Ed Brekke-Kramer

Welcome to Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a weekly song or poem by a Minnesota writer. Our current guest editor is Judith Feenstra. With last week’s poem, we reviewed the aging process by exploring the fact that

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Autumn Leaves Me Ablaze by Bernadine Lortis

This brief poem reflects an attitude of actively confronting age as opposed to passively accepting the disadvantages of growing old. Bernie’s poem, filled with imagery, invites the reader to give thought to their own approach to late-life stages.

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It’s Not As If Destruction Can Simply Be Undone by Judith Feenstra

“We can ignore reality, but we cannot ignore the consequences of ignoring reality,” the novelist Ayn Rand wrote. But was she correct? It seems people are entirely capable of ignoring nature’s messages, of missing the evidence that shows us the costly consequences of human destruction of natural habitats and species. In March this year, as the Coronavirus caused lockdowns world wide, UN environment chief Inger Andersen said, “Nature is sending us a message.” That the failure to heed a warning is costly, is something most of us learn only through experience–if we ever learn at all. Minnesota poet Judith Feenstra was educated in Social Gerontology, and maintains an interest in the field of aging by paying special attention to works of poetry that reflect the aging perspective. One of those perspectives, which she brings to this poem, is the wisdom of experience, formed by a life attuned to the messages of nature.

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My Breast by Hedy Tripp

Welcome to this week’s edition of Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a breast cancer story-poem by Minnesota writer, Hedy Tripp. “In the spring of 1996, I was diagnosed with stage one intraductal

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Letter by Letter by Bill Meissner

September returns. Students return to school and their letters, while the Jewish High Holidays (or literally translated, the “Days of Awe”) approach. In Bill Meissner’s poem, “Letter by Letter,” the themes of learning, forsaken ambitions, disappointment and regret, the passing of time, and the sorrow of contrition, converge with a sprinkle of hope that things are, nevertheless, somehow all right. This is a poem that for me perfectly captures the paradoxical joy-grief of September, a season that poignantly reminds me that things pass away, thereby heightening my awareness that life is beautiful.

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My Vegan Child by Ozzie Mayers

Parents, during different developmental stages in their children’s lives, often wonder/worry how their children will navigate new life challenges—and with what degree of ease or difficulty. Ozzie Mayers wrote “Vegan Child,” he explained, “as an attempt to cope with the transitions his younger child was going through from adolescence to young adulthood.” As the poem unfolds, readers are gifted with a tender portrait of both the poet-father and the child to whom this poem addresses. Posing questions without answers, musings full of speculations, Ozzie offers readers a personal window into a process and format for asking questions living inside each of us that might be worth our time exploring.

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the day i stole a yellow boat by Colleen TwoFeathers

One of the “founding mothers” of a small poetry blog created as a safe haven for women to read and critique each other’s work, Colleen TwoFeathers is not afraid to explore whatever moves her deeply or tickles her funny bone. I’m especially moved by poems she writes related to seasonal changes, birds, grandchildren, depression, and a vast array of social justice issues. the day i stole a yellow boat paints a strong visual portrait of how slowing down and spending time in nature can often bring oneself back to the center of one’s poetic life.

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Sebeka, Minnesota by Simon L. Eckman

Music often exists in the sonic realm, much the same as the spoken word. What is spoken word, but simply vibrations cultivated by our vocal musculature? Listen as Simon’s lyrical guitar “speaks,” as it contacts his inspirations, such as nature and spirituality. Be mindful of where your mind wanders when listening to a “song without words.”

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Going to Be OK by Lisa Deguiseppi

Sometimes, this isn’t a more perfect time for a hopeful, optimistic song. With her acoustic guitar and bass/percussion accompaniment, Lisa Deguiseppi shares with us her words for moving forward. We’ve all had the urge to throw in the towel, and this piece stands as a beacon for better days to come. She reminds us that it is not foolish to look to see the light at the end of the tunnel, but a necessity, to be okay.

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Like Paper Planes by Marco Vendrame

With a moving acoustic guitar ostinato and flowing violin melody underneath, Marco sheds light on the breadth of opportunities that pass us by while we work fervently for safety and comfort. He offers a solution: Take risks with unknown outcomes or trajectories, like paper planes. He closes with a message to his daughter, asking for patience and positing support, both virtues we all could benefit from adopting as we continue down our own roads.

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Just Because by Duncan Vinje

Over a gritty guitar tone, VINJE challenges our perspective of ‘broken.’ His piece ‘Just Because’ is a call for us all to examine how we piece together those around us from the lense of our own experiences. An awful lot can appear broken if we struggle to complete the puzzle. If we can shed our mental shackles and take time in stride, perhaps we may not need to ‘fix’ that which is ‘broken.’

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Carrying Water to the Field by Joyce Sutphen

In Carrying Water to the Field, Minnesota Poet Laureate Joyce Sutphen has made a poem that soothes and cools my deep longing to know simple human kindness. The childlike innocence of this poem is akin to poems by Emily Dickinson and William Blake. But apparent simplicity is often significantly more complex than we assume. There is some poetic (artistic-linguistic-musical-mathematical-philosophical) genius at work in this astonishingly perfect poem.

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Crow Pose by Kris Bigalk

Welcome to Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a weekly song or poem by a Minnesota writer, followed by a prompt to help you write your own poem. Kris Bigalk’s poem “Crow Pose”

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Egg Money by KateLynn Hibbard

Welcome to Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a weekly song or poem by a Minnesota writer, followed by a prompt to help you write your own poem. Dr. Dorothee Ischler of the

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Dear Mimi by Laura Hansen

Welcome to Sunday Morning Lyricality, featuring a weekly song or poem by a Minnesota writer, followed by a prompt to help you write your own poem. “Dear Mimi” is addressed to

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