Dear America
This piece actually came from a in-class writing assignment. It’s an attempt to lean into the iambic meter in poetry.
Another goal here was to use references that I had wanted to play with: Otto Rahn, The Holy Grail, Genene Jones, Peter Pan. These were people and items that I knew of, and I wanted to see if I could work them into a poem.
Since using these references was one of the goals, the audience in my mind for this poem was not a general one. The piece assumes that the reader is aware of what the references mean, and does not attempt to explain the connections.
The target genre was political poetry, so the narrator of this piece is a porcupine.
Dear America
In all my life as a porcupine
I raised my quills to save my life.
Yet never saw a life as angry as yours,
like a little Genene Jones
instead of kids you target self,
you inject yourself with anger,
hate and think it will save your fate.
what do you want?
ask for it instead you flaunt
your quills like a holy grail
oh my god! it’s Otto Rahn
nevermind it’s Peter Pan
the adult kid with a tantrum so loud
it caused people to writhe and scrounge
whatever piece of what they could
just to be at peace with you.
But you would never think
of this, because you’re too busy to
Think of this: I uncurled and
you never did.
Dear America
In all my life as a porc-
upine I have never seen a life
as angry as yours,
like a little Genene Jones
you inject yourself with anger,
hate and think it will save your fate.
Just what is it that you want
ask for it instead you flaunt
your weapon like a holy grail
oh my god! it’s Otto Rahn
nevermind it’s peter pan
the adult kid with a tantrum loud
it caused people to writhe and scrounge
whatever piece of what they could
just to be at peace with you.
But you would never think
of this, because you’re too busy
to think of this.