Situations happen in life where darkness seems to shroud us,
but those times help mold us in a lot of ways; thus, a light can emerge,
bringing hope and a better understanding than before.
For this week’s Poetics, let’s write about those times and how we learn from them: it might be your own, or you can talk about what you’ve gained from others who are/were going through the darkness.
The inspiration for this prompt is loosely based on the poetry of Frank Stanford. Most of his works surrounded death and times of bleakness; but with a southern vernacular written in way that was charming among chaos.
See his way of bringing light to darkness in this poem,
Living the Good Life
There is only one locale for the heart And that’s somewhere between the dick and the brain. I don’t believe love is for chickenshits. It’s low, dark, and cold-blooded, like a cottonmouth. Children are often involved. They stink When they sprout in the garden of light, And they stink mulching their way back down. Cold-hearted women, work, madness, and death Are the things separating the nuts from the shells. Everything else is strictly a pile of shit- Except for childhood, which we moon over Because it smells to high heaven. So, go it Alone. Solitude is a constellation: People can’t connect light anymore, The only code they can break is darkness. You can get a file in the heart But you can’t jimmy love -a woman once said It’d take a shotgun to open my heart. All the time I was on my knees in the bathroom Crying like a fool. No one knows How to love anybody’s trouble, nothing will Deaden the chiggers of pain sucking Blood in your sleep -oh beautiful tree frogs, Sonic in the nasty oil of evening, I love you, Sounds by yourselves a star’s life away. But it doesn’t mean a goddamn thing. Death isn’t cold, dark, and quiet. It is a love letter written on an X-ray. Better still, it’s a manta ray Squealing in your wife’s drawers. Is this where your will is kept? What sleek doing is she dreaming of tonight? How much money do you have in the bank? Are your early years filed away In another bureau under another name? Ask me no questions, I’ll still tell you lies, My father would sing like a bull frog. I thought my father was a flat-out wonder, A faraway and constant stranger in my midst. He wasn’t even my father, the cuckold. So do Lord help the bucket mouth son Doing a job on doom and eating banana flips. I for one leave the transcendence of language To the auctioneers on the widows’ steps, And to the truck drivers with ears Looking for the smoke on the road. As for the snow that drifts ever So silently into the eyes of children, It is all full of shit from the north And radiation from the west. © Estate of Frank Stanford. All Rights Reserved.
From Frank Stanford’s Book, ‘Crib Death’
(originally published by Ironwood Press, Kensington, 1978)
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Anthony Desmond said:
The pub is what? OPEN.
claudia said:
smiles… could you switch on the light please…? smiles
Anthony Desmond said:
why of course… lol
claudia said:
🙂
katiemiafrederick said:
Great prompt Anthony..the Dark Night of the Soul is one of my specialities..making it through it in five years total to the other side of life in life…
i don’t often think about it too much anymore..but something about that super moon last night brought a tinge of the memories back..
I guess where on the same wave length as i wrote it before i heard about it from Victoria’s prompt..:)
Have to take my wife to the neurologist but i’m looking forward to coming back and seeing what other folks see as dark and light in life and yes.. in the dark night of the soul.. a place of paper thin existence i visited where a second is a thousand years of literal human hell..
Conversely 1 second in bliss is an eternity in heaven now..but to visit hell again in one’s mind only makes me see the blessings greater in heaven now!
Anthony Desmond said:
oh man I missed the super moon lastnight; 2nd time this year, actually… you and your wife take care – seeya…
claudia said:
hope it’s nothing serious with your wife… i saw the supermoon as well last night – and i slept really bad – maybe i can even blame the moon – ha
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Ha, I’m on my way home after a workdinner.. Full of delicious steak and good wine.. I’ll make my first round on the subway home…
Anthony Desmond said:
Yummy! You are bringing the host a steak to pub, right? hahah
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I might bring a doggy bag 😉
claudia said:
oh my…i’m getting hungry…. had only bread and cheese for dinner…ha…my fav cheese though – gruyere
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Gruyere – that’s cheese perfection
claudia said:
it is…
Anthony Desmond said:
Ugh, I’ve yet to try Gruyere; my current favorite is Brie.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
When I lived in the US I almost got sick – longing for European Cheese.. But Brie de Mauve is also a favorite
claudia said:
hmmm…brie… and french morbier is one of my favs as well…there’s a layer of ash in the middle
Victoria C. Slotto said:
Gruyere–I fell in love with it when I lived in the Jura.
Sumana Roy said:
nice prompt Anthony… 🙂
claudia said:
cool take on it sumana
Anthony Desmond said:
Thank you! You gave a great poem tonight 🙂
Victoria C. Slotto said:
Great prompt, Anthony. It seems easy for me to go to the dark side–worked with death and dying my entire career. But just as a disclaimer–I am a sun and light lover. It’s a California native thing, I suppose. But I do believe we won’t recognize light unless we know darkness. Hope you can find the light tucked away in my poem–it’s in the last line in case it eludes you.
claudia said:
love how the song of the nightingale carries hope and light amidst the darkness
Anthony Desmond said:
Hi, Victoria! I certainly saw the glimmer of light in that last line :))
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I love to write of darkness.. somehow I feel that writing about darkness my own life seems brighter..
billgncs said:
When I read that poem, I wasn’t surprised he killed himself. I don’t think the light was able to penetrate.
Anthony Desmond said:
yeah, I wish he could’ve had a different end; nonetheless, his poetry brightness my light on a daily basis.
billgncs said:
for some poetry comes from pain
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
I so loved this prompt so I had to write a second poem… no obligation to read of course..
RepressedSoul said:
CHERRY BOMB for my chocchip gorgeous Tony ❤ LOVETH YOUR FACENESS
Anthony Desmond said:
Hey, the name’s Anthony… MAH CHERRY PIE WITH COOL WHIP 🙂
RepressedSoul said:
Hahaha you bloody know I do that on purpose. Love your glasses by the way. Happy to be here with the cool whip vibe x
Anthony Desmond said:
lol I know 🙂 and thanks for joining; heading to yours now 🙂
Grace said:
Thanks for the lovely prompt Anthony ~ I read a few of his poems to better appreciate his work ~ Happy Tuesday to all ~
Anthony Desmond said:
Thank you for joining, Grace! 🙂 happy Tues.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Ah.. Now it’s really dark here.. time to head for bed, I’ll catch up in the morning..
Anthony Desmond said:
‘night Bjorn 🙂
Anthony Desmond said:
okay all, I’ll be back a little later…
georgeplace2013 said:
This was kind of a hard prompt for me but I think it is an interesting one. Thanks Anthony. I’ll be back later to comment : )
Anthony Desmond said:
you’re very welcome 🙂
Kathy said:
..I had the idea the prompt was about selfishness…how did I get that? I was able to adapt what I had written ahead ..smiles…I like the contrasts Anthony.
Anthony Desmond said:
thanks; love your piece 2day Kathy
Maggie Grace said:
I have to say the topic is spot on for me to make my re-entry into dVerse, heavy though it may be. Will be reading a few others. Vision still *frown* an issue but am wanting to ease back into participating. Everyone here has been so supportive to me in the past. Thank you ♥
lynndiane said:
Glad to see you, Maggie Grace! I’m glad Anthony encouraged us to include a bit of light…there’s always hope, I believe. Look forward to reading tonight…
Anthony Desmond said:
sure is… smiles
Myrna said:
Good prompt Anthony. Who can’t relate to darkness and light?
Such a big part of life.
Anthony Desmond said:
so true… thanks.
Susan said:
I got all political and moralistic again. Sigh. I’ll have to rework tone and cut cliche and unifornmity, give revolution a sense of freedom.
Poet Laundry said:
Thanks Anthony! Looking forward to reading…I’ll hit a few tonight and then be back tomorrow.
arathi said:
nice prompt anthony..my friend recently lost her husband to blood cancer and my heart went out to her and her two small kids..in life’s drama you never know the script..
I just wrote what i felt from inside..smiles..
Anthony Desmond said:
Sorry for her loss… writing what you feel is always the best route….
rosross said:
Surely an eternal theme and one which never tires… thanks for the prompt.
rosross said:
I have been travelling for three weeks so have missed reading poems and posting much of the time. Good to be back.
Anthony Desmond said:
Good to have you!
seasideauthor said:
The prompt was a great idea. This super moon has left me awake for 2 days so far. Last night it was overcast but this morning it was beautiful and bright and finally clear. Got the message early. Thank you for hosting us and coming up with a nice idea.
Anthony Desmond said:
Thank for joining… and thanks for such a bold write.
Mary said:
Greetings, Pub Friends. Well I had written the poem I posted (finally) last night, but hesitated to link it then because we were under weather watch and I didn’t want to post something and then not respond…..but I will have time today. Good prompt, Anthony! I will be around….smiles.
Anthony Desmond said:
Thanks Mary. Your write blew me out of the water… smiles
mishunderstood said:
Writing from the dark side …..love it. In our despair, we are better able to appreciate the light. Great prompt, Anthony. 🙂
Anthony Desmond said:
🙂
Anthony Desmond said:
good afternoon everyone… time to catch up 🙂
Anthony Desmond said:
I’ve been to all so far–who’s next? hahah