Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

Being in Nature—a gift from a tree

October 20, 2010

We often hear about the benefits of being in nature. I remembered an experience I had with a tree when I went for a winter walk with a friend on the University Endowment Lands in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada during the mid-1990s.

I stopped in front of a particular tree to admire its intricate bark structure up close. I felt a ray of loving attention come from the tree into my heart-mind with these words: “the realness of natural things, the nearness of you.” It was an unexpected intimate experience and I quickly wrote the words down for further exploration. The next morning, I rewrote them as a two-line stanza, and then sequential stanzas naturally unfolded sharing its wisdom. It was as if I had been given a creative seed and it sprouted into a poem.

This gift from the tree was much appreciated. The experience reiterated what Mary Oliver described in her poem, Praying. It was a “doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.” It also reminded me of what Mary Oliver told Krista Tippett in an interview, that attention is the beginning of devotion.

I later titled the poem Being in Nature, implying a double meaning for the word, being, from both sides of the experience. Its sequel, trees, was about the nature of trees, and what we can learn from them.

Being in Nature
a gift from a tree

The Realness of Natural Things
The nearness of you

The Beauty that Nature Brings
When seeing is true

The Silence that Inward Sings
When hearing is clear

The Harmony Between all Beings
It exists right here!

© Ken Chawkin

More poems about trees

See trees—a poem about the nature of trees, a sequel to Being in Nature—a gift from a tree. Both written mid-1990′s during winter in Vancouver, BC. What Do Trees Do? Something to think about was written when I was living in North Vancouver.

CRYSTAL MORNING was written in Fairfield, Iowa in the late 1980s.

Pine Cone Trees was written in Houston, Texas in the mid-1990s.

Willow Tree – a tanka – from a tree’s perspective followed by Friendship – another tree tanka were written in May and August 2010, years after I had returned to Fairfield, Iowa.

See Mary Oliver’s poem, Praying, is a lesson on attention, receptivity, listening and writing.

An early encounter with nature inspired my creativity. It turned into my first published poem, which won an award: ODE TO THE ARTIST, Sketching Lotus Pads at Round Prairie Park.

UPDATE: Reading “Being in Nature” on Let Your Heart Sing

I read ‘Being in Nature: A Gift from a Tree’ on ‘Let Your Heart Sing’ radio show #93: “John Stein’s Interview + Environmental Songs.” The poem completed that show, which first aired during the last week of May 2019.

Sheila Moschen created and hosted a series of 108 shows for KHOE World Radio, 90.5 FM, which air Wednesdays at 1 & 7 PM. The station broadcasts and streams from the campus of Maharishi International University in Fairfield, Iowa.

Sheila said 90 of her “Let Your Heart Sing” shows are on YouTube, and 68 of them include photos of the singers. You can hear me read my poem, with visuals, starting at 30:53.

New addition: “The first line is the DNA of the poem.” — Billy Collins

Years later I read about this notion of how a line of poetry can come to you and develop into a poem. Billy Collins explained this to George Plimpton in an interview for The Paris Review’s The Art of Poetry No. 83. He said: “I think what gets a poem going is an initiating line. ….. I can tell that the line wants to continue. If it does, I can feel a sense of momentum—the poem finds a reason for continuing. The first line is the DNA of the poem; the rest of the poem is constructed out of that first line. The first few lines keep giving birth to more and more lines.”

I certainly found that to be the case in writing down Being in Nature, especially since I was open and innocently receptive to what was unexpectedly, surprisingly, being given, and which later gave birth to subsequent stanzas, the whole poem. 

Mary Oliver and Billy Collins each approach writing a poem from their own perspective. I found both explanations of their experiences truthful, a confirmation of my own. They are two different, but valid angles on the same subject, of how a poem is written and comes into being.

For more on ‘George Plimpton interviewed Billy Collins for The Paris Review’, see the second half of Billy Collins discusses the value of getting to the end of a poem and what can happen afterwards. Also see this article Billy Collins wrote In Memoriam for The Paris Review about Mary Oliver, recalling a time they gave a poetry reading together: When Mary Oliver Signed Books. (PDF) I also wrote a memorial piece after I discovered she had left us: RIP: Mary Oliver. Thank you for sharing your poetic gifts with us. They are a national treasure!

— Written and compiled (citing sources) by Ken Chawkin for The Uncarved Blog.

UNDECIDED (Love Tanka Number One)

October 16, 2010

UNDECIDED
Love Tanka Number One

How can you tell me
You want to meet me halfway
You’ve yet to begin

Love is non-negotiable
You’re either out or you’re in

Ken Chawkin
January 30, 2006
Fairfield, Iowa

(A prelude to COMMITTED)

108 line poem for Maharishi (April 5, 2002)

October 1, 2010

This poem was written in honor of Maharishi on April 5, 2002, in Fairfield, Iowa, as a token of appreciation for all the gifts of knowledge and love He gave us and brought to the world; and for the few but meaningful comments He said about me while working on a project with a buddy in 2001. Maharishi’s upliftment, humor, care and concern for my welfare were beyond anything I would have imagined. This poem was printed out and placed on His desk by a friend in Holland but I don’t know if He ever saw or heard it. Some things have changed, like the Pandits now forming at the Brahmasthan of India. But I am posting it as it was written, in memory of my having learned TM 43 years ago on September 30, 1967, in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. I met Maharishi in person for the first time 9 months later at Lake Louise, a most memorable occasion captured beautifully in the CBC TV documentary, Maharishi at Lake Louise, posted on this blog. Several other interactions occurred between Maharishi and my family, all governors, throughout our lives—precious moments to last a lifetime.

Two Love Tanka

September 23, 2010

Love Tanka I

No matter the place
Home is being together
The Soul is settled

Disease may separate us
But Love takes care of our hearts

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Love Tanka II

For peace to be here
The Soul has to be settled
And the Heart nurtured

Disease brings Separation;
Compassion, Devotion—Love

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Ken Chawkin
September 22, 2010, 9 p.m.
With Sali at Parkview Care Center
Fairfield, Iowa, USA

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Also see UNDECIDED and COMMITTED

What Do Trees Do? Something to think about

August 2, 2010

Since we’re on the subject of trees, and comments about them, here’s something I wrote about 15 years ago when I was living in North Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. I was renting an upstairs room in a boarding house. Looking outside my window onto the backyard I saw the tops of large evergreen trees. I remembered reading about the special qualities of trees, and with the destruction of forests, decided to tell their story in the form of a childlike rhyme—a nursery rhyme for adults. Something to think about……

What Do Trees Do?

What do trees do?
I wonder? Do you?

We purify water. We purify air.
We take all the stress out of the atmosphere.
We store up the knowledge of all of the ages.
We acknowledge the gifts of all of the sages.
They kept cool and rested under our arms.
We were their shelter from all of life’s harms.

We hold up your children as they swing on our boughs.
When it rains, we keep animals dry, especially cows.
We give you our wood to build for your homes.
We make room for squirrels, birds, elves, and gnomes.
We give you sweet fruits and nuts to eat
And rock your babies gently to sleep.
We communicate with stars and bring down their light
And make sure you’re sleeping safely all through the night.

So the next time you’re planning to cut us all down,
Just think; all the good things we do, won’t be around.

And eventually neither will you.
I added this ‘cuz it’s true!

—Ken Chawkin

You can hear me read this poem on Let Your Heart Sing Radio Show #70.

Also see: Willow Tree a tanka – from a tree’s perspective. I also read that poem on Sheila Moschen’s Let Your Heart Sing, Variety Show #61.

And: Friendshipanother tree tanka, which I read on Sheila Moschen’s Let Your Heart Sing, Variety Show #76.

Press-Citizen Editorial on Borderlines: Drawing Border Lives

August 2, 2010

Our View – Humanity behind immigration debate

Press-Citizen Editorial Board • July 21, 2010

One of the oft-cited limitations of contemporary American poetry — including the poetry produced by graduates of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop — is its inaccessibility. Readers often have to be as well-trained and academically astute as the poets themselves to appreciate all the nuances, sly allusions and small linguistic experiments. And the poets seldom offer a helpful hand to readers struggling to find meaning or purpose in the words.

That’s definitely not the case with the “Borderlines: Drawing Border Lives/Fronteras: Dibujando las vidas fronterizas” (Wings Press), a recent book project by poet Steven P. Schneider and artist Reefka Schneider. Not only have the husband and wife team paired every poem with the drawing that initially inspired it, but the book stage of the Schneiders’ broader project evolved from exhibits that the couple took on the road to schools and other educational settings throughout south Texas.

Steven Schneider, a 1977 graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop who now teaches at the University of Texas-Pan American, said the couple has long had an educational purpose in mind for the project. They describe “Borderlines/Fronteras” as a text — appropriate for use in high school and college classes as well as for everyday reading — that demonstrates how to cross the borders between:

• Art and poetry.

• Academically aware poetry and a broader, popular audience.

• English and Spanish.

• The physical border between the U.S. and Mexico and the different ways that imaginary line echoes symbolically throughout both nations.

The “Borderlines/Fronteras” project began in 2001, when Steven Schneider came to teach in Texas, and Reefka Schneider began to draw portraits of people on both sides of the border. Once Reefka had amassed more than 100 drawings, Steven chose the 25 most engaging and began a four-year process of writing poems in response to the visual images. He then worked with bilingual poet José Antonio Rodriguez to translate the poetry so that reading through “Borderlines/Fronteras” would be a dual-language, integrated-arts experience.

With readings scheduled in New York, Rhode Island, Florida, New Mexico and Iowa City (7 p.m. today at Prairie Lights), the Schneiders now are hoping to attract a broader, national audience for the book stage of their project. (Interested readers can follow the couple’s progress at http://poetry-art.com.)

“The border has moved north,” Steven Schneider said. “There is still the Rio Grande, of course. But (through farm labor and working in meatpacking plants) the influx of immigrants from Mexico and Latin America has come as far north as states like Iowa, Nebraska and Minnesota.”

At the very least, “Borderlines/Fronteras” is a helpful primer for anyone looking to improve their Spanish or English reading skills. At its best, however, “Borderlines/Fronteras” is a model for the type of cross cultural understanding and communication that needs to take place to ensure a healthy and comprehensive national debate on immigration issues.

Sandra Cisneros, a workshop graduate and MacArthur fellow who has spent decades urging writers to be more culturally relevant, describes the Schneiders’ poetic/artistic portraits as, “Ordinary folks rendered with love, compassion and intimacy at a time in which love, compassion, and intimacy are in short supply on borders, especially when it comes to the Tex/Mex border.”

Thus “Borderlines/Fronteras” also is welcome reminder that legacy of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop is not just the linguistically and formally challenging work of poets such as Pulitzer Prize-winner Jorie Graham. The workshop’s legacy also includes the poets and writers such as Cisneros and former U.S. Poet Laureate Rita Dove who continually call on literary artists to be more actively, socially and politically engaged in the world around them.

“Our View” represents the consensus opinion of the Press-Citizen Editorial Board — which includes General Manager Daniel W. Brown, Executive Editor Jim Lewers, Opinion Editor Jeff Charis-Carlson, Specialty Publications Editor Tricia DeWall and community members Shams Ghoneim, Angie Blanchard-Manning and Amy Sundermann.

Friendship – another tree tanka

August 1, 2010

I took this photo of these neighboring tree branches—a willow wrapped around a honey locust—by my front porch. They inspired this 2nd tanka.

Friendship

Trees like to hold hands
Bending branches to link leaves
They forge deep friendships

Swaying with the wind—they dance
Under the moonlight—romance

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Ken Chawkin
Fairfield, Iowa
August 1, 2010

Also see: Willow Tree – a tanka – from a tree’s perspective

And: What Do Trees Do?

Updated: Around 8-9 years later I read this poem on Sheila Moschen’s Let Your Heart Sing show #76 at the 22-minute mark.

“a conversation with God” by Ellen Roth

July 24, 2010

a conversation with God

one day, in a moment of deep silence
and inner wakefulness
i said to God..

dear God..
sometimes i feel as if no one sees me
or hears me
it is as if i don’t even exist

and He answered with a question..

My child
does that mean that I don’t exist
because sometimes people don’t see Me
or hear Me
or wonder if I Am?

and i laughed
at myself.. for my foolishness
for i knew that this was not true..

and i thought about what God said
for a day..

and the next day
in a moment of deep silence and inner wakefulness
God spoke to me again..

My child
it is the blindness of these people
that prevents them from seeing you

and i reflected on that

and He continued….

and it is your own blindness that prevents you ..
from seeing you
pay more attention to you..
to your Self..

and i thought..
of course.. how simple..
how true..

and then
He said…

after some time
all of the glories of the Universe
I will reveal to you..
doubts will vanish
questions will disappear
all you will see is Light
all you will know
is
Peace

and i thought to myself
i am truly blessed…

—Ellen Roth

Another meditator friend wrote a beautiful poem that also came to her in the Ladies Golden Dome: A profound poem from Karen Karns asks us — WHAT COULD BE MORE INTIMATE?

COMMITTED (a two-haiku poem)

June 30, 2010

COMMITTED
a two-haiku poem

when the tide rolls in
bows of boats bump each other
tethered to the dock

with our ups and downs
we remain tied together
solid as a rock

Ken Chawkin
March 13, 2006
Fairfield, Iowa

(6 weeks after UNDECIDED)

Years later I recorded this and two other love poems for Sali (This Quiet Love and In Our Loving Eyes) for a 2019 Valentine’s Day program on KHOE, MIU’s campus radio station. Click here to read and listen to them.

An Unwanted Guest

June 30, 2010

An Unwanted Guest

When you came to live with me
You brought an unwanted guest
He took over both our lives
To the point you had to leave

Now I visit you … and he’s
Still there ruling over you
No longer a tenant but
A landlord demanding rent

And we pay him with our lives
His name is Dementia

Ken Chawkin
June 19, 2010
Fairfield, Iowa

Related: a new tanka: Dementia Blues

The Curse of Dementia: On watching a loved one diminish before your eyes, poem by Ken Chawkin

Sitting with Sally: 5-haiku poem

Rage Against the Disease

— Written and compiled (citing sources) by Ken Chawkin for The Uncarved Blog.