Delores Goodrick Beggs |
STEPH: How long have you been writing poetry?
DELORES:
I wrote my
first poem, Tornadoes Over Kansas, as
a teenager while attending a Kansas 4-H camp. I was sitting at the lunch table,
looked up, and saw the tornado swirl to the ground in the distance through the
line of lunchroom windows, and had a sudden urge to capture the feeling. Tornadoes starts:
"First
comes constant, keening wind,
swirling
faster without end;
briskly
banging at the walls
dusty,
swirly, filmy fog.
Lightning
flashes prong the sky,
Thunder
crashes, tree limbs fly;
Funnels
roar, dance near the ground,
Lift
and soar, then turn around....."
STEPH: Are there any distinct themes to your poetry?
DELORES: My poems have one thing in common, they capture
scenes of my observations of real life.
STEPH: What forms/types of poetry do you prefer to write?
DELORES: In later years, as an adult, I studied poetry
extensively and participated in several different poetry groups. In my studies
I learned to write many different forms, and took advantage of my studies to
use whichever form - or free form - suited my fancy at any given time.
STEPH: Who is your favorite poet?
DELORES: Robert Frost. I have a copy of the book of his
complete poems, 1964. His work speaks to me on many levels.
STEPH: What is your favorite poem?
DELORES: Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken." It
sticks with me because I, too, took different roads from the expected norm for
women in my thirties, although I did so of life necessity, not by choice. I was
a single, divorced mother with three young children, working a job usually
reserved (in that time period) for men. My job made all the positive difference
in my life, allowing me to support my children.
"...Two
roads diverged in a wood, and I
I
took the one less traveled by
And
that has made all the difference."
STEPH: Share one of your poems with us.
DELORES: My mother was a special woman, and she
was responsible for creating many opportunities in my life, which could have
otherwise been rather bare due to my severe hearing loss from meningitis - I
only have about one-fourth hearing in one ear, none in the other. My parents
made the unusual choice for those days (I was only four) and elected to put me
in public school kindergarten instead of a state one, state being the normal
choice for children with such severe hearing losses in the days before special
education. My mother got my public education started by going to school to pick
me up on Fridays and speaking with my teacher about the week and the week to
come; then we went home and she spent the weekend teaching me what the class
would be learning the next week. By the time I was in first grade I had picked
up enough coping skills on my own to handle public school by myself and later
Denver University. My mother made it possible for me, a Kansan, to live life to
the fullest, and in addition, chronicle the richness of my heritage.
My
mother had trained as a concert pianist in her youth, and while she taught me to
play, I
never felt a personal calling to pursue piano beyond recreation. But...
MOTHER
By Delores
Goodrick Beggs
I listen to
your belled voice
peal
infectious laughter.
Your
fingers blur, held over
yellowed
ivory keyboard
of the old
three-pedaled upright
that never
had a covered
middle C.
Next door,
they had a baby grand,
polished,
unapproachable.
I never
heard it over the choruses
clustered
about the upright
with you.
You used to
take my hand in yours,
tell me we
had the same long fingers,
"You
could play..." your voice
wishful.
My songs
were always scribed in
ink,
not brushed
in ivory keystrokes.
But never
fear. You did, after all,
place your
wondrous gift
in the
palms of my hands.
LINKS:
www.goodrickbeggs.wordpress.com
Breaking Point: Place in the Heart Book One, May 2012, http://goo.gl/Q7L56
Charming Champion, Aug. 1, 2012, http://goo.gl/ROMB5
Substitute Lover: Place in the Heart Book Two, Dec. 2012, http://googl/mzrof
Breaking Point: Place in the Heart Book One, May 2012, http://goo.gl/Q7L56
Charming Champion, Aug. 1, 2012, http://goo.gl/ROMB5
Substitute Lover: Place in the Heart Book Two, Dec. 2012, http://googl/mzrof
Perfect Tenderfoot, Place in the Heart Book Three, coming June, 2013
Delores,
ReplyDeleteI love the verse about the tornado - very visual and easy to to picture. Your story about your mother's support is so heartwarming and endearing as is your poem. I'm so proud of your successes and they were possible with your mother's support. You and my son Joe have that in common. His sensory processing issues constantly challenge him, but he goes to mainstream 1st grade. He can do it but he needs the support.
Thanks so much for sharing your inspiring story.
Smiles
Steph
I can hear your mother's music in your poem. What a lovely tribute to her.
ReplyDeleteBarri
Delores--one of my favorite people, and you know I love your novels. Now, I learn you write poetry. It doesn't surprise me, being the talented person you are.
ReplyDeleteI write silly poems....few people have seen them, and right now I don't even know where they are!Keep writing your novels...they are very touching and different.
Thanks folks, my poems were my first writings, then I went to short stories, and then and now, my novels. I'm happiest when I'm writing something.
ReplyDeleteThe poem "Mother" is interesting. I know there is a science to music composition, in terms of which notes go together under what conditions, etc. I wonder if anyone has ever tried to draw an analogy between music composition and composition of prose?
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