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Three Poems from Washington State, Part V

The final of a five-part series featuring poetry by Washington State writers, with each poem influenced by our state’s people, places, and culture. The poems are excerpted from a new anthology, WA129.

  • August 10, 2017
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  • Poetry
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  • By Susan Rich / Rachel Kessler / Eric Lochridge

This Is Why the Relationship Might Work

Susan Rich

 

Because the call of shorebirds wakes me
and this morning I watched a seagull

sunbathe on a wine-colored Camaro.

Because the air offers up notes of saltwater
and scrub rose whenever I walk out the door

even if I’m on the way to the grocery store.

Because the wine, because Walla Walla—
and Hendrix. Because we travel

by ferry and the world’s longest floating bridge.

Because flocks of joggers along Alki Beach
nod a quick hello like gold finches

keeping apace to the beat of black wings.

Because tumbleweed and tulip—
fish ladder and the Looff Carousel—

because we have declared an official oyster.

Because hemlock, because humans who plant
sungold tomatoes and build boats from cedar and oak

Because I picked you from all 50 states

to be my valentine of sweet
onions and jazz apples. Because the rain.

Because someone chose a piece of petrified wood

for the state gem—and because without
the journey out West, we would never have met.

 


At the Ballard Locks Fish Ladder

Rachel Kessler

 

Do you think the giant squid
ever touches itself,
wandering a tentacle
in a documentary voice?
And it attacks one limb with another?

Not the best table topic for a couple
stepping into a mortgage.

Under the locks
the sea shifts a shoulder.
If only belief were truth!

A sardine is anything you get out of a can.

A couple walks into a house.
The spire stabs the heart
of the sun’s deviled egg.
Be careful.
The algae is never gone,
the damp gropes under the house’s blouse.

Is this the worst mistake you ever made?

Those that make it arrive in ragged condition, spawn
and die. It is hard not to be sad around salmon.
Fungus grows from their wounds.
If only the poem could turn here!

Fish are finding their way home with special nostrils,
U-turns of scent, back to the river of their birth.

Watch them leap, watch them batter themselves
against the rocks, watch them thrash through the air,
leaping arguments against compromise.

 


Walla Walla Sweets

Eric Lochridge

 

Grandpa once chomped into the white layers
of an onion as if it were an apple.

Got a whole crate you could eat like fruit
they’re so mild, he said, chewing a smile

then trotted back down to the dock
to prep another boat to sail.

We scattered his ashes there today, simply—
no funeral, no casket, no last hug or kiss,

no chance to lean into
the faint scent still wafting off his lips,

to breathe and carry year upon year
the essence of a life so sweetly lived.

 

 

 

WA129 is a collection of poetry gathered from the people of Washington State. Compiled and edited by 2016-2018 Washington State Poet Laureate Tod Marshall, the book features poetry by amateur poets alongside acclaimed writers including Sherman Alexie, Tom Robbins, and Tess Gallagher. The collection includes 129 poems—one for each year of statehood. The book is published by Sage Hill Press and is available on Amazon as well as at independent bookstores throughout the state. An online version of WA129, featuring an expanded selection of poems, will be available during summer of 2017.

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