Honorable Mention: 2017 Utmost Christian Poetry Contest $100
About this Christian Poet:
In my writing I try to do what I care most about—bring the Bible to life. My debut novel Destiny’s Hands, a Bible fiction, was a finalist in the 2013 Word Awards. I also enjoy reading and reviewing fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. I live with my husband in Langley, B.C. When I’m not writing or reading, you may find me at my desk indulging in a new interest, Bible journaling, or outside with camera in hand, enjoying one of the local nature trails. You can visit me online at violetnesdoly.com.
About this Poem:
I find the presence of the homeless in my hometown, in recent years even through the winter, disturbing. Part of that unease is the ambivalent reaction toward them that I find within myself. In this poem I worked through some of those feelings. You may have noticed the repeating words (homeless, life, and birds). This poem is a tritina (with three repeating words instead of the six of a sestina). The form helped me stay focused.
To the Homeless
Cluster of loaded carts—evidence of the homeless,
a non-migratory species of west-coast life,
a society as apart from us as the birds.
They ignore us, just like the birds.
Bulging carts are nest and forest of the homeless.
They seem to live in a different layer of life.
They relate to each other—that is their life.
We as nonentity to them as we are to the birds.
Morning path is strewn with cart-droppings of the homeless.
Birds, what can you tell us about the life of the homeless?
I recall my Master and Mentor was homeless.
He honoured the rootless life,
assured all who listened that His care included the birds.
I hold out my hand with seeds for the birds,
never consider whether or not they are homeless,
delighted when one connects with my life.
I need a different perspective on life
one that includes love for all manner of birds,
especially those in a season of being homeless.
Homeless one, what can you tell me about your life as a bird?
Copyright ©2017 by Violet Nesdoly