Say my name.

The Poetic Asides prompt for today is “color,” to make a color the title of your poem and go from there.  I like that idea, and have written a few poems in the past about colors.  Specifically two poems about the color blue.  And so I immediately thought of blue when I read that prompt. But I’m not feeling the colors today, my mind still — big surprise — caught up in the past, in the anticipation of what I might find Tuesday when I go to the family search center downtown.

I am drawn again and again to those slave schedules, to the lists of unnamed people.  That’s where I want to start, but how?

my name —
place me, ground
me. Connect me
to your past, to mine,
me Home.
Call my name. 
See that I’m here.
A name: full, weighted,
A name
to carry,
show that I’m real,
place me beside you.

Almost.  This one didn’t fall into my brain as easily as the ones I’ve been writing the last week or so. Feels a little heavy and awkward.


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An Arun is a 15-line poem with the syllable count 1/2/3/4/5 — 3x.  It may be a new thing in the world, made up by me last year.  “Arun” means “five” in Yoruba.


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