Lania Knight Reads 'The Catch-all' for Poetry Month

In celebration of National Poetry Month, the student lit magazine at Eastern Illinois University published videos of faculty and students reading poems. Faculty member Lania Knight generously chose one of mine to read. See and hear it here.

'The Catch--All' this week's feature on 'The Heron Tree'

The Heron Tree, the product of three Arkansas college faculty members, puts up a new poem on-line every week and collects them all at the end of the year for a print publication. I'm very pleased to have a poem on the page this week. It may jog memories of clearing out the parents' things and finding that the task deepens your understanding of who they were. Hope you enjoy it.

THE CATCH-ALL

When we cleared out the garage

for the last time, it was still there,

the grimy-white bookcase that held

paint cans, tools in a fishing tackle box, 

jars of unsorted nails and screws.

He owned a store; she played organ

at church; they raised three children.

Only people who believed walnut 

would always be plentiful in America

would have painted over it. Only people

who believed things don’t fall apart 

would have relied on one screwdriver,

a saw, a hammer and a pair of pliers.

Scrubbing, scraping, sanding,

I bring up the old, close grain.

I'm in Arcadia. It's Nice Here

Very happy to have this poem in the current issue of Arcadia Magazine. Please check out this fresh, handsome magazine out of Oklahoma City.

WHAT IS YOUR WRITING PROCESS?

I keep a map on the fridge

with heavy-item pickup zones on it,

and I cruise those neighborhoods

looking for wood. 

Most is junk, 

busted-up pressed-wood, 

moldy ply, 

slab-cut, quick-growth pine. 

You learn to spot such stuff a block away 

and roll on past. 

Then something pulls at you: 

clean lines, 

the way light reflects off the grain

of spruce or maple,

and you stop

and pop the trunk.