Join me in congratulating our winner, Tresha Haefner, of the Los Angeles Poet Society Summer Poetry Contest, sponsored by Writers' Row!
Tresha's poem, I Will Arise Now and go to Los Angeles, is honest with each line nurturing the next. The ending is like a soft melody that punctures you with truth, and inspires contimplation of the intricacies of this city, and our bonded human experieince.
It also happens to beautifully answer this years' question: "Why did you come to LA?"
Thank you to all who entered! Please stay posted for the launch of the Los Angeles Poet Society web space where notable entries will be published!
by Tresha Faye Haefner
(c)2012 All Rights Reserved to Author
Tresha Faye Haefner is a native Californian. Her poetry appears or is forthcoming in several journals and magazines, most notably Blood Lotus, Pirene’s Fountain, and Poet Lore. Recently her poem, “A Walk Through the Parking Lot at Midnight” won the Robert and Adelle Schiff Poetry Prize from The Cincinnati Review.
Tresha's poem, I Will Arise Now and go to Los Angeles, is honest with each line nurturing the next. The ending is like a soft melody that punctures you with truth, and inspires contimplation of the intricacies of this city, and our bonded human experieince.
It also happens to beautifully answer this years' question: "Why did you come to LA?"
Thank you to all who entered! Please stay posted for the launch of the Los Angeles Poet Society web space where notable entries will be published!
I Will Arise Now and go to
Los Angeles
After William Butler Yeats
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where the lip gloss is
leopard print
and the eyes of women shine
like jewels waiting
to be excavated from an urban
jungle.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where they sit on towels that
have hundred dollar bills printed across the terrycloth,
and dream about coconut water
and hours of easy money
they can make in their sleep.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where everyone spends their
Saturdays driving 40 miles an hour
around the cliffs of the
Palisades,
where the windows are always
open and the sun lands soft as a smile
on their tan legs and two
dollar bottles of coke.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where everyone walks in the
surf on Venice beach
and watches the water skiers
ski, and prays for a sign of dolphins,
or listens to Raga music, and
eats organic pumpkin seed muffins
while someone burns incense
in the breeze.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where everyone can read
poetry at an open mic,
or see live comedy for five
dollars a ticket,
or run into a minor celebrity
buying day old croissants at Starbucks
and pretend to be cool for
not asking for an autograph.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles,
where four a.m. wake up calls
and want ads and asphalt
pull everyone from their beds
like music.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where even the homeless
are the blessed of the earth,
soaking up rays of the sun, and spending their days
juggling rainbow colored
hackey sacs for cash.
I will arise now and go to
Los Angeles
where everyone can go to a
party on a rooftop of lights
and meet a stranger with red
hair, who says she’s an actress
with rose petals crushed into
her pocket,
or talk to a boy who pays
rent by playing songs
on his sad red American guitar,
or stop on their way home to
stand outside of Mann’s Chinese Theater,
and put their feet where the
stars have stood,
and watch the Magnolia
blossoms open and fall like spotlights
someone is casting down for
them alone.
by Tresha Faye Haefner
(c)2012 All Rights Reserved to Author
Tresha Faye Haefner is a native Californian. Her poetry appears or is forthcoming in several journals and magazines, most notably Blood Lotus, Pirene’s Fountain, and Poet Lore. Recently her poem, “A Walk Through the Parking Lot at Midnight” won the Robert and Adelle Schiff Poetry Prize from The Cincinnati Review.
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