Good Poetry Friday, Friends!
It's Memorial Day weekend finally...and despite hot and humid weather, opening pools, grills and flip flops, I'll still take time to remember our fallen guardians of freedom.
|Recycled book art (c) Linda Mitchell|
This week's poetry round-up is hosted by Dani at Doing the Work that Matters. Hop over to her blog and find all kinds of poetry for the holiday weekend.
I've had some fun with research recently that led to this blog post.
When my grandparents home was cleared out, my aunt gathered photographs and slides to scan and save digitally for posterity. I am most fortunate to have photographs of people in my family tree much farther back than I can remember because of her efforts.
Additionally, I'd inherited one of my grandmother's recipe boxes. The box was full of hand-written cards, newspaper and magazine clippings--even some ripped off back-of-package recipes. I love that little box of Grandma so much I made a cookbook of sorts illustrated with the photograph collection to share with my sisters a few years ago.
One photograph shows my grandmother as a young woman reading a magazine. I tried to find that specific magazine volume by hunting for the tiger on the cover. I looked in Library of Congress, online archives and Ebay. I couldn't find that Collier's Weekly cover anywhere...and eventually gave up.
Flash forward to a week ago when I was perusing Pinterest and saw some antique Vogue covers... when it dawned on me that I had never looked there for my grandmother's magazine. It took me less than a quarter hour to find it... Collier's Weekly Magazine from February 4, 1939.
Courtney, W.B., et al. “Collier's.” The Unz Review, www.unz.com/print/Colliers-1939feb04/.
The photograph of my grandmother...who I imagine was smiling for her boyfriend...to be husband, my grandfather, became the inspiration for a pantoum draft.
*****This poem has been removed for revision****
The fun?I've been researching the 1930s. Some people I've focused on weren't famous. I've gotten to know them through records left behind. There's mention of one of my subjects in this 1939 issue of Collier's. So fun! It kinda feels like my grandmother wanted me to find them.
If you want to peruse this issue of Collier's, you can here.