Sunday, June 18, 2017

TAOS, NEW MEXICO -- THE SUNDAY WHIRL -- Sunday's Whirligig/ The Girl You Were

The Sunday Whirl

            TAOS, NEW MEXICO


it is said writing is easy    just sit before the computer      and bleed

the willingness/to touch the center        when you are falling apart

gnaw the erasure on your pencil/try to remember the words/and
                                                                                   when you do

shout them at the top of your lungs/allowing echo/to throw them
                                                                                         back



in 1915 some early oil painters/came to taos      on a painting trip         

to the southwest/the wagon broke down              outside of town      

the wheel broken/they would need more than thread to fix it/

                                                                           they came to taos                     

never left/taos was just right/what they had been looking for/the
                                                                     perfect place to paint



they fell in love     the landscape                           the native people

they rented studios/taos was a place          where church bells ring                                                                       

in the towers/of the old adobe churches/you could hear the whistle

of the little train /that came to taos from Santa Fe/mabel came
                                                                         wearing a shiny ring



she had recently married/for the third time/to a man named sterne

a sculptor/it was their honeymoon             she sent him to santa fe

to learn to paint/mabel came on the train/but it was just too slow for
                                                                                      her

she got off the train        hired a car          and beat the train to town

others came/painters and writers/soon the taos art colony was 
                                                                                    formed

June 18, 2017








“The story of the founding of the Taos Art Colony is the chronicle of youthful enthusiasm, of the love of adventure of discovery. It is also the story of enduring friendships.”
Ernest Leonard Blumenschein

Taos[edit]
In 1917 Dodge, her husband, and Elsie Clews Parsons moved to Taos, New Mexico,[9] where she began a literary colony. On the advice of Tony Luhan, a Native American whom she would marry in 1923, she purchased a 12-acre (49,000 m2) property. Luhan set up a teepee in front of her house, drumming each night in an attempt to lure her to him. Although Sterne bought a shotgun with the intention of chasing Luhan off the property, unable to use it, he instead took to insulting Dodge. In response, she sent him away, although she supported him financially until the time of their divorce four years later.[1]
D. H. Lawrence, the English author, accepted an invitation from her to stay in Taos, arriving with his wife, Frieda, in early September, 1922. He had a fraught relationship with his hostess, however, later writing about it in his fiction. Dodge later published a memoir about the visit entitled, Lorenzo in Taos (1932).
In New Mexico, Dodge and Luhan hosted a number of influential artists and poets, including Marsden HartleyArnold RonnebeckLouise Emerson RonnebeckAnsel AdamsWilla CatherWalter Van Tilburg ClarkRobinson Jeffers and his wife Una,[10] Florence McClungGeorgia O'KeeffeMary Hunter AustinMary FooteFrank WatersJaime de AnguloAldous HuxleyErnie O'Malley and others.[11]
Dodge died at her home in Taos in 1962 and was buried in Kit Carson Cemetery.[12] The Mabel Dodge Luhan House has been designated a National Historic Landmark, operating as an historic inn and conference center. Natalie Goldberg frequently teaches at Mabel Dodge Luhan House, which Dennis Hopper bought after having noticed it while filming Easy Rider.

                                                                                     From Wikipedia

Note:  And that is what I like about the Wordles, you never know where it will take you. 



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Sunday's Whirligig

THE GIRL YOU WERE

Run, ran, running         from your past           the girl you were

will not work            where would you go       wherever you go

you are there             your bags packed          a heavy weight around 

                                                                             your neck

no longer smiling       you dive deep              get the bends



returning to the surface/take a deep breath    your legs still pumping

surely there is a better way/look carefully at the girl      you were

nurture her         in the way of the mother and the father            hold

                                                                            her close again

she is not much taller than your knee/a little angel/give thanks for 
                                                                            her

June 17, 2017


                                               



12 comments:

  1. Thank you for your first poem, Annell. It was interesting to read a soulful piece about the birth of the artist community in Taos. This poem is a gift. I hope some of the artists in Taos are afforded a read. <3

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  2. Loved both of these pieces ... the first one is particularly fascinating. I was struck by the opening stanza and thought it was the perfect 'launch' for the poetic/historical 'voyage of discovery' that followed. A pleasure to read ... thanks for this post.

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  3. Really enjoyed learning a bit of history of Taos. Sounds like a wonderful setting for an art colony.

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  4. Another delightful reading. Thank you.
    ZQ

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  5. the word formats are interesting.
    keep posting for your readers.

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  6. What an interesting piece! Almost like a time travel.

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  7. What a wonderful story, the formation of the Taos art community. You chose the right place to live! In the second poem, I love the tenderness of acknowledging the small girl you once were, who still lives somewhere inside us all. There is a book title "The Girls With Grandmother Faces". Your poem makes me think of that.

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  8. Liked the Taos history and its inviting nature. The second piece had me asking, "Are you talking to me?" Love what you do Annell,

    Elizabeth

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  9. Your poems are like magical tapestries - I still have the books on Taos you sent me..it seems like an inspiring place to live

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  10. This is so beautiful! I enjoyed learning about the history of Taos.

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  11. I've always liked that Hemingway quote about writing being easy. What a kicker follows.

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