A light at the beginning of the tunnel.
Holed up inside during the “ice storm” blowing across Lake Erie tonight, I find myself reflecting on warmer, more floral environs back in Washington State…
Until mid-2013, my childhood home was surrounded by a huge forest of evergreens. So when an assignment arose in my first Poetry course at the University of Washington to write a poem based on a class journal entry, I ran with one I’d jotted at some point about this lush upbringing! I was taken with exploring how a forest can be both a place of solace and, in its own way, chaos. I revised it a few times, including for the internal application which eventually got me accepted to the creative writing specialization program at the UW, so I’m surprised I never shared it on here! A few new edits for readability aside, it is as it was then.
This is also a rare time where I chose to wrote in the persona of someone else. Descriptions of natural splendor aside, none of this correlates to my own life (thankfully).
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Beautiful Battlefield
The forest marks the borderline
sprawled ’round me, west to south,
fencing in with evergreens the yellowed yard
and box of shingled bricks I’m told is home.
From here, my parents’ arguments are almost mute.
The sun surveys all, layers heat upon my back.
As I march through lashing grass,
rubber boots squeak and stick
with golden seeds, like a flag’s stars.
On the horizon, shouts and slaps fade like gunfire.
I enter, where spiders guard their dewy webs
‘cross saggy limbs and sloughing moss.
Boughs block light seeking rest
on a dark carpet, where logs rot in solitude.
No sign of broken dishes or discarded cigarettes.
Over here, a corps of scotchbroom huddle,
swapping pods, as tansies talk in plots;
over there, ferns protest paths of missions past
from which their leaves once prospered.
I head forth, through the birch;
seven shoots arc up and earthbound
— a bunker’s tunnel, taken root.
I pass the anthill army’s bustle
on a mound of silent static,
and a black ant scrambles up an oak
at eye level, AWOL.
The snail shell by the roadside,
a broken house vacated, sprayed with mud;
the devil’s clubs’ clusters
of spikes, conspiring to poison;
and the narcissus, victorious
over pinecones —
I take it all in stride, for
this war is mine
to run, holding aloft a stick
wrenched from elm.
I strip its bark, expose within
my ivory-shaded sword, and order
birds to fly and plants to part the way.
And after all, if Something finds me —
The neighbor dogs, with shambling coats and eyes;
Dad, stumbling under branches,
bourbon on the breath, in his self-inflicted aftermath
a family’s traitor —
one must always be prepared.
I know I’ll have to go
back. But for however long it takes
to trek past a beehive and risk the stings,
to kick away a molehill
and tread on something weaker saying “I was here,”
and know I’m moving over rocks and rivulets while
Mom goes nowhere in her TV chair
— I’ll stay and fight.
Back there, I’m underfoot and out of rations,
but here I walk above. I strike
fear, from the vine-throttled pines
to graves of frogs and pond scum.
There are no shoves and screams.
No slamming doors and stomping feet.
Just a chirp and scuttles, shuffles and a breeze
racing through the trees.
It’s earth’s own beautiful battlefield
and I command it all,
as much as
I surrender.
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Notes&Sketches 
VLOGGIN’ IN: “Justice League” Spoiler-Free Thoughts + Review
So, for a long time, I’ve been wanting to try vlogging, or at least talking about pop culture I’ve recently digested in front of a camera. And at last, I found the ideal opportunity, or at least one that lined up with me finally getting around to buying Adobe Premiere! (Elements, but still)
Thus, I decided to serve my very first movie review/thoughts video with a slice of low-hanging fruit: this holiday season’s Justice League, directed by Zack Snyder and/or Joss Whedon. Enjoy!
November 20, 2017
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