Things That Are Helpful, Things That Are Not

Jan 29, 2025 | Poetry, Writing

My first poem of this year’s Stafford Challenge reflected my mood. It might best be described as gray. Not exactly wallowing in deep depression over here, because that would be letting the bastards win. (See #5 and #6, below.) A day or two ago, I wrote another – determined to be honest, to not focus on nor shy away from politics, to avoid didacticism and cliché, and to avoid either sinking into a morose pit of despair or a false sense of positivity and “rah-rah, kum ba yah!” No, we clearly cannot “all just get along.” I’m not here to make anyone feel better about, or absolved of responsibility for, their choices.

After more or less succeeding with the Abecedarian poem, “The Price of Eggs” (below) – and triple-dipping by counting it as one of my daily poems and the first in my self-imposed “alphabetic forms challenge” – I ran across these wise words posted on Facebook in 2017 – still true, today – by Bernice A King – on the Be A King Facebook page:

  1. Use his name sparingly so as not to detract from the issues. I believe that everyone, regardless of their beliefs, deserves the dignity of being called by their name. However, this is a strategic tactic. While we are so focused on him we are prone to neglect the questionable policies that threaten freedom, justice and fairness advanced by the administration.
  2. Remember this is a regime and he’s not acting alone;
  3. Do not argue with those who support him and his policies–it doesn’t work;
  4. Focus on his policies, not his appearance and mental state;
  5. Keep your message positive; those who oppose peace and justice want the country to be angry and fearful because this is the soil from which their darkest policies will grow;
  6. No more helpless/hopeless talk;
  7. Support artists and the arts;
  8. Be careful not to spread fake news. Check it;
  9. Take care of yourselves; and
  10. Resist!

Keep demonstrations peaceful. In the words of John Lennon, “When it gets down to having to use violence, then you are playing the system’s game. The establishment will irritate you – pull your beard, flick your face – to make you fight! Because once they’ve got you violent, then they know how to handle you. The only thing they don’t know how to handle is non-violence and humor.”

When you post or talk about him, don’t assign his actions to him, assign them to “The Republican Administration,” or “The Republicans.” This will have several effects: the Republican legislators will either have to take responsibility for their association with him or stand up for what some of them don’t like; he will not get the focus of attention he craves; Republican representatives will become very concerned about their re-elections.

It’s all worth remembering, but I have emphasized the parts I think are particularly important right now. While I won’t be sharing all of my poems here, at least until they’ve had their shot at contests or publication elsewhere, I want to share this one with you since it has already been posted publicly in several places.

The Price of Eggs (an Abecedarian)

 

Austerity’s an unfamiliar thing
but soon, hard times befall us—frugal skills
could be required of us all. But no
despairing, now! Do not accept the price!
Eggs hardly justify the sacrifice.
Four years: we face a famine, starved of hope;
grief tries to overshadow all our joys.
Here stand courageous, friends—live well and laugh
instead – your tears won’t grow a thriving crop. No
justice there to harvest, there’s no peace.
Know kind compassion, struggle on, survive—
live on, to fight another brutal day.
May fear subside and warm winds guide as we
negotiate the coming change, resist
old foes: our apathy towards avarice,
pretending “how it’s always been” precludes a
quest to build a lock, to lift all boats,
return some bounty—builders, dreamers—
stay the course. We can, we will, we must
together tear down walls between us. Let
us work with one another, forge a peace.
Victorious, the battle-weary rest;
We needn’t “fight” on every clichéd front
Except where vengeance and destruction lie a
Yearning, yawning chasm; one man’s only
zeal. There, fight we must, in self-defense, and win.

Alphabet Forms Challenge

The form: Abecedarian. I would encourage you to try it for yourself! I don’t know, yet, if I will make it through my alphabet challenge, as I plan to avoid any forms that seem too unnatural or contrived to flow well in English, and I really haven’t looked ahead in any of the lists to see which letters may be missing entirely. I choose based on how well the description of the form seems to match the mood I’m in on any given day. This isn’t at all planned out in advance. Right now, I’m working from this list: List of 168 Poetic Forms for Poets | Types of Poems and Poetry – Writer’s Digest.

For yesterday’s form, I chose the Bref Double.

For today’s, the Contrapuntal – which now seems much easier than I thought, at first, being essentially the solo version of a Tapestry form – a collaborative form that Necia Campbell and I wrote together last year, and which appears towards the end of the recently released, Poems from the Rebel Outpost. The previous link will take you to Barnes & Noble; to buy from Amazon, click here.

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Holly Jahangiri

Holly Jahangiri is the author of Trockle, illustrated by Jordan Vinyard; A Puppy, Not a Guppy, illustrated by Ryan Shaw; and the newest release: A New Leaf for Lyle, illustrated by Carrie Salazar. She draws inspiration from her family, from her own childhood adventures (some of which only happened in her overactive imagination), and from readers both young and young-at-heart. She lives in Houston, Texas, with her husband, J.J., whose love and encouragement make writing books twice the fun.

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