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Friday, November 13, 2009

Poem: Shark Valley

I’ve just read some pleasant poetry. It relaxes me and makes me smile. I’ve had a busy day today, driving many miles into an unfamiliar downtown and back home again, traversing six lane traffic in both directions for an all day library conference.

So, I left the land of concrete for a time, and read about frogs, protected fish, and egrets. It made me remember a poem I wrote, so I’m posting it here, but it has no happy ending, only an uneasy compromise between humankind and nature.

If you click on the image, you can read my poem about Shark Valley. It's a good one to read aloud.


6 comments:

  1. Powerful poem, Annie. I especially liked the ending. It send chills through my body.

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  2. Hi Lori,

    Thanks! The ending is to get the reader to think about the impact of slicing a natural area with a road and tourist stops. Dedicated funding and legislation exists to restore parts of the Everglades, but it's a "slow go."

    On the other hand, millions of people get to see birds, wildlife, and scenery by visiting places like Shark Valley and Flamingo Visitors Center at the southern tip. My husband, son, and I have enjoyed visits to both, many times.

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  3. That compromise, between humankind and nature, is swinging decidedly on the side of humans, unfortunately. I know we, as humans, don't all want to see, so called, progress that short changes our wonderful animals on earth. It is definitely a sad and cautionary tale.

    Your poem is so eloquently stated and finely rendered. All the images came to life before my eyes.

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  4. Hi Kaye,

    Thank you. I appreciate your comments. The images in your poems are vivid and precise, your language melodic and rhythmic; which is what I work to achieve.

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  5. Oh, Annie. You know I love this poem! I love all of the beautiful details...the alligator, saw palmetto, the spreading of black wings to dry, etc. And then there is the concrete. Heavy sigh. You are so right.

    Yes, what a powerful ending. I love what it says so much. Folks back home are working hard to keep development from coming. It's not that we hate tourists. I know a man who has a successful business with eco tours. He takes tourists out on kayaks to learn about waterfowl, marshes and woods. That is a good thing, and the people who come to do that are respectful of the land. It's just that we hate the possible effects of tourism gone wild--the plastic shopping malls and concrete. It has already happened in so many places.

    There's now a yacht marina near my village. Population 300 or so. The people have lived with nature for centuries. Now it's a constant struggle to fight against land developers. The part in your poem about the tram really puts a knot in my throat. So true. I'm glad people can enjoy the nature, but still I wonder like you do.

    Awesome words, Annie. I hope you had a good conference.

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  6. Hi Julie,

    Where I live, I see every day how little of the natural world is left, so we cling to our bit of parks and neighborhood dog walks, and our so-called mitigated wetlands, which result in artificial ponds beside parking lots. I hope, we as humans, can find a balance. The earth shouldn't pay for our mistakes, and eventually, it will result in a loss of habitat for us.

    Thank you for your compliments about my poem! I've been there many times, and I've absorbed the contrasts.

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