We're off to Colorado on our 50 State Tour of poets laureate. But even in the mountains, I'm still ranting about the B.P. Oil Disaster. (See yesterday's post for more ranting.)
When will they stop calling it a spill? This is an oil spill...
This is NASA's satellite image of the oil disaster...
More NASA images of the oil's spread as seen from space are here.
Colorado's poet laureate position was established in 1919. According to the Library of Congress, "The poet is appointed by the governor from a list of candidates recommended by the Colorado Center for the Book, the Colorado Endowment for the Humanities, and the Colorado Arts Council."
What does this have to do with the B.P. Disaster? Read current Colorado Poet Laureate Mary Crow's poem, "Fault Finding."
by Mary Crow
Even now the ground is slowly shifting
beneath your feet. Even now
zones of weakness are building
behind your back, ready to crack
into fractures. Even now pressures
may exceed the power of rocks
to resist. Think of it:
thousands of faults lace this region.
You live inside a ring of fire
where walls can loom up overnight.
Forces in this landscape
are trying to rearrange your world.
You stand here feeling
you can control nothing,
Read the rest of the poem here.
What does the natural disaster Crow describes have to do with B.P.? It's a reminder that Earth is a delicate, unpredictable place. When something -- natural or industrial -- upsets the balance, we do feel we "can control nothing."
One way I like using poetry with older kids -- as a jumping off point for focused discussion. "Fault Finding" or Bill Cowee's poem (posted yesterday) make good jumping off points for a discussion about natural and industrial disasters -- how they affect the Earth and therefore the individual people who live here.
Stop by Stacey and Ruth of Two Writing Teachers for more Poetry Friday entries. Thanks for hosting, ladies.