Making Little Edens: Poems from 1980 through 2013
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This first collection of poems, presented in double decades, reflects family issues, social upheavals, and experiences of living wild in northern New Mexico. As an expat from the West Coast, so-called hippies (desperadoes according to the late R. C. Gorman) are presented as characters worthy of note in the beauty of natural settings along with a
Merimée Moffitt
Merimee has done workshops and public classes for years, including but not limited to SW Writers, Open Space classes, The Women of the World Slam Poetry held in ABQ recently, classes at the Source, the NM Poetry Society, and various elementary and high schools. She has performed poetry at Fixed and Free, a reading she co-founded, the Range in Bernalillo, the Duende Series in Plactias, the summer readings at Elena Gallegos Open Space to name a few. Her publications include local and national journals and reviews such as Merimee has done workshops and public classes for years, including but not limited to SW Writers, Open Space classes, The Women of the World Slam Poetry held in ABQ recently, classes at the Source, the NM Poetry Society, and various elementary and high schools. She has performed poetry at Fixed and Free, a reading she co-founded, the Range in Bernalillo, the Duende Series in Plactias, the summer readings at Elena Gallegos Open Space to name a few. Her publications include local and national journals and reviews such as El Malpais, Mas Tequila Review, The Times They Were A 'Changin,' Pemmican, Santa Fe Literary Review, NM Literary Review and Women Made Gallery in Chicago. and Women Made Gallery in Chicago.
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Making Little Edens - Merimée Moffitt
Making Little Edens
poems from 1980 through 2013
by
Merimée Moffitt
Copyright © 2016 by Merimée Moffitt
All rights reserved. This book, or sections of this book, may not be
reproduced without permission.
Permission is granted to educators to create copies of individual poems
for classroom or workshop assignments.
www.abqpress.com
Albuquerque, New Mexico
ISBN 978-0-9966214-7-2
ISBN 978-0-9966214-8-9(ebook)
Gratitude
First and foremost, thanks to my kids who have grown up with me; you are my teachers —Amos, Kerry, Lena, and Ursula— this book is for you, and to my daughters-in-law, my most steadfast husband, Randy, and my darling grandchildren: Honor, Parker, Wilbur, and Mahala. This book is for you too.
Thanks to those of my students who have encouraged me to publish.
Special thanks to my sister Gretchen, an ever-steady supporter of my writing.
Also special thanks to the Albuquerque poetry scene. You are family in a wonderful way. Many thanks to Kenneth Gurney for overlooking my tortoise-slow creation, for the poetry salons where we read so many rounds of sounds. Thanks to Bob Reeves for suggesting the title, a line from a little poem which may capture my philosophy concisely, and to Jen and Vanessa for a year’s worth of Sunday poems. Thanks to Georgia Santa-Maria, Dee Cohen, Rich Boucher; the women from Beatlick Press; Dale Harris and Carol Lewis, my first publishers in Central Ave and the Rag. Thanks to Karin for the years together co-editing. Thanks to Jennifer for Dime Stories and all her writerly input, wisdom, and humor. Thanks to Zach and Jessica for rising up out of my class at CNM and into their writing careers making me so proud., and to all my students who made my teaching career so wonderful. Thanks to Rich Vargas, Kenneth Gurney, Billy Brown, and Gary Brower, for publications of my poems in their fabulous venues and reviews. Many thanks to Tony Santiago who was the first to shout out my very first time at the mic a decade ago. Thanks to Don and Hakim and the Traceys for kindness and inclusiveness. Thanks to my mom for good food and my dad for good books. I am grateful to be living in Albuquerque during this time of renaissance and writerly camaraderie.
Acknowledgements
Adobe Walls: Funnily Enough
Glass Beach, California
On Solitude
Sorry I’m White, But It’s Too Late Anyway
American Open Mic II: Upon the Occasion of Punky Color
Fixed and Free Anthology: Nativity
Harwood Anthology How To: To Make My Corn Chowder
Harwood Anthology Looking Back to Place: Grandma Mimi on the Redwood Highway
Indiana State Federation (contest): Waking
Lunarosity: Burque Ghazal
and here it comes
Malpais: Portland Reminds Me of You
Snow Dance, Early Seventies
Star Struck,
Delirious,
and Bummed
Mas Tequila Review: Georgia came with the pears…
mathophilia
and Our Guys
The Seco Bar, 1973
and weighing in
(for Sal)
New Mexico Poetry Review: Lullaby
and My ‘Burque Come From’ Poem
Oasis Journal: Miki
and Bossy Bitches, Beautiful Babes
Pemmican: The World in a Word,
Open Doors,
phone call vote against bombing babies,
Fucked up Ghazal
Persimmon Tree: My Boy
Sage Trail: What Brief Lights,
My Boy
Santa Fe Literary Review: Maypole
Sin Fronteras: A Veggie-ghazal
Sunday Poem, Duke City Fix: Seco Bar, 1973,
In Whole Foods,
Three Bucket Bath,
The World in a Word Rant Poem
You Call"
Times They Were A Changing Sept. 2013: Before the Summer Love
Woman Made Gallery Calendar, Chicago: La Edad Tercera
Cover photo by Michael Seth Troxel, 1970, Vallecitos, New Mexico Back photo by Georgia Santa-Maria, Albuquerque, NM
The 40s and 50s
Growing up in the Fifties
Georgia came with the pears in a wooden bushel box
Waking
Grandma Mimi and the Redwood Highway
Ode to the Booze That Bore Me
Mad Women
Oldest Child
1959 Sonnet
a common incident
Sumer of 57, Eureka, California
Nativity
Weighing In (for Sal)
Sorry I’m White But It’s Too Late Anyway
Fun for Five Minutes
mops and mother
Araminta’s Mink
Our Father
The 60s and 70s
Glass Beach, California
1960 Eugene, Oregon
1965
What Silenced You
Dearest Jack Kerouac
Before the Summer of Love
Golden Boy Gets 4-F’d
Threads: Bodices
White Velvet
Blue, Blue Batik
To Make My Corn Chowder
Southwest Ghazal
Pea Harvest
Lullaby
My Boy
Snow Dance, Taos Pueblo, Early ‘70s
after my son
The Seco Bar, 1973
Maypole
1963 for Kathy
Absolute
Divine Fit Sewing
Bossy Bitches, Beautiful Babes
Miki
Dear Michael, Vallecitos, 1971
Delirious
Star Struck
Three-Bucket Bath
Women Finally Speak up in the 70s
Strong Draw Memories
In the Closet with Larry Bell
The 80s and 90s
Hairdos and Tattoos
My Burque Come from Poem
Upon the Occasion of Punky Color
Ms. Bobbitt’s Bloody Sacrifice
Funnily Enough
In Retrospect
Velvet Couch in a Room with No Curtains
La Edad Tercera
old black sheep
Burque Ghazal
Ode to the Chevy on a Stick
Lessons during Birth
mathophilia
American Ghazal
Birthday Poem for Kerry
Summer Son
Poem for My Baby
Big Ms., Little Ms.
Ode to Jane Kenyon
Millennium
Open Doors
Granai, Afghanistan, May 2009
Before the Apocalypse
Clyclops Baby
Phone Call against Bombing Babies
At School Today 2006
World in a Word Feminist Rant Poem
Subject line: Steve
2000 Student in 1 Minute
Hippie Goddess
F-U Bobby Gee
Forgive Me for This Rant on the Uterine Homing Device
Conversations with Women Haiku Series
Our Guys
On the Solitude of Lie/Lay
Dialogue (for Lena)
In Whole Foods
Underage Mom (for Vanessa)
Miki in the Mountains
Portland Reminds Me of You
Travel Therapy
Year of the Rhodie
Veggie Ghazal
the NYTimes reports
A List of Recent Excuses
Poem from a Classroom
213 put-downs from the patriarchy
Be Quiet, Please
Happy 4th of July
Little Edens
Arundhati Roy Almost Cried Today on Amy Goodman
Dear Ms. So and So
Inside out
reunion ambush
three generations visit the museum
new rules of love
In Response to J. Scahill’s film Dirty Wars
Growing up in the Fifties
I can only speak for myself—swimming in self-doubt as if doubt were a
tropical sea and I a bad idea sent off to play over my head
I come from a birth barely feted, smally celebrated with her
knock-offs of Blum’s cakes, my mama loved sweet
my father a distant man, to and from work—
but he did that peach ice cream on the back steps—oh delicious
that two-tone blue bike, second hand, for Xmas
she imagined me the barrier to her freedom
if she never held me I wouldn’t be demanding
her second-in-a-row, brown-eyed girl
If fed on schedule, attention measured out
I’d learn not to eat much, not to ask for much
later she said she did not know
and I wondered about her childhood
how empty a room she tried to fill with perfection
feeling that being a daughter was a crime
she sent us out to swim in the sea years before lessons
sat far behind her magazine, tiny as her pack of matches
we had to conquer the tide, fight the undertow
just before drowning—my sister and I
bobbing in that shoulder-deep challenge near the pier
hold onto your inner tubes, she’d say, then walk away
she sent me down to the woods alone and to the store at night
running on the sidewalk from boogie men’s imagined snake
arms
grabbing, and bushes I’d get dragged in
is that how I survived—forewarned is forearmed?
she didn’t like too much truth; good girls were quiet