Thursday, July 30, 2020

the poets haven’t forgotten

Deep in our own pandemic, references to a similar event, the so-called Spanish Flu of 1918, will jump out at one, won’t they? 


Grace Marie Grafton devotes a poem to the California painter, Rex Slinkard (died 1918, age 31), “Death at an Early Age”: 


“he died … 

of what was called the Spanish Flu. 

… as his fever rose and

held him in fire, he asked to be carried

down to water. They say that he sang

next to the waves as he died.”


There’s a transgender aspect to the poem that also gives it a contemporary connection: 


“He imagined himself a woman …

… break[ing]

into shattered forms that walk together

near the surf …”


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Lucille Lang Day, in her poem “Journeys,” briefly looks in on journeys of some in her family tree. Her grandmother on her mother’s side, for instance:


“… my mother’s

mother dies again of pneumonia

in Massachusetts in the flu epidemic

of 1918, and my mother comes over

mountains, rivers and plains 

to California …”


The “again” in the line above refers to the grandmother dying in Day’s imagination — once from the physical life, then again when her grandchild revisits her memory. 


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sources:


Lens: poetry of art in California

by Grace Marie Grafton

2019. Unsolicited Press, Portland OR


Becoming an Ancestor

by Lucille Lang Day

2015. Cervena Barva Press, West Somerville MA

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