Challenge: Write A Poem That Makes Personal To a Reader How The Human Sin Of Excess Carbon Is Causing Climate Change
This third book of Elliott's poetry plunges into the effort of causing readers to experience the grief Elliott experiences as she watches the window closing, that last window of time during which a universally fought battle against excess human carbon could still have a positive effect.
Ten years ago, information published from the reputable scientific community about present and future climate change, caused Elliott an unbearable grief. "More like a huge weight", she says, and she was unable to throw it off. And the years kept passing when we still had time to stop, or at least significantly slow down the carbon warming process. "How could the world's leaders give this increasing danger so little committed attention? How could some ignore it all together? As for the deniers ---" Elliott was sure that millions of ordinary people were enduring the same amazed burden of sorrow as she. But how to effectively communicate such feelings? The title poem, "Winter Ferry" is her answer. Embedded within the narrative of a ferry's last voyage are two stories that recall what we have lost: fresh pears and a miracle. The second poem in this same first section drives home the sense of loss: "Jericho Bay" is a short lyric about a summer day, taken for granted, long ago. In four further sections, poems speak to various subjects: to race, Where Is My Color?, to beauty, Plagiarize Beauty, to religion, Annunciation, to family, Sue, Folding Shirts, to evolution, Question For Darwin, and to music, Listening to Bach's B Minor Mass. But the first section matters.
Elliott's poetry explores the human condition in our quests for power and truth, for persistence, justice and hope. On our need for individuality, a purpose, and for achieving our goals with courage and persistence. Her poems show us our innocence and our temptations, our gratitude and appreciation, and our freedom. Our struggle to overcome loss and death, evil and harm, war and conflict and to find love and joy with the healing power of our spirit and our psyche. And our capacity to play, to study nature, science, and time, to create art and beauty, to sense the paradox and to experience the transformation of our lives. Here is the poetry of life, and a life of poetry.
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About the Author
Elizabeth Elliott spent the early part of her life growing up on an island off the coast of Maine. She writes, “From an early age I stood by my mother's chair and in her doorway and watched her paint. How could it not seem completely natural for me to have a pencil in my hand and write? (I still have an encyclopedia I wrote in 1942 when I was ten.) I am the lucky child of four unusual creative parents that were deeply involved in the world (two step-parents were acquired shortly after the end of the war). I asked my father, who had dedicated his life to improve the world once if he thought he'd gotten anywhere. He said he thought of himself as a Johnny Appleseed, dropping seeds of fruitful new ideas that would gradually be picked up, planted and grown. Since then nothing has arisen to deter my love of people, and my love of writing poetry. Unremitting care for the world is my passion. So at the age of 75, having received only rejections for my poetry, I decided to publish my own books, using covers of my own choosing, and writing on the subjects of my life: children and human issues, love and politics, religion and the arts --the world I experience all around me every day so I can share it with my readers.” Today Elizabeth still resides on the island off the Maine coast, but also spends her time in the hills of western Massachusetts and the islands of the Florida Keys with her wonderful poetry reading, history minded, art imbued husband. Elizabeth once said that she could feel a poem begin in her core and travel up within her body, down her arm, and out onto the page. And the results, the books she has published and are yet to be published, describe the conflict men and women find in ourselves and with each other, nature, our purpose and goals, our beliefs, and also the hope and healing we find in our spirit as we are transformed by the passage of time.