Monday, November 4, 2013

The Sailor And The Child: Revision and Original by Jenn Kilgallon--Thank you for Feedback!

Jenn Kilgallon
Poem 2
Sept. 16, 2013

The Sailor and The Child

Pansies and hummingbirds,
And the color bright blue.
Love for all things living,
Old and new.

She was a sailor and an adventurer,
Strong, full of laughter, and pink-cheeked,
Travelling far and wide
Ireland, Canada, Scotland, and Africa,
And always keeping in mind the little things.

She taught us to love,
To grow into strong women,
To recognize all the blessings in life.
One, two, three, four…
Family, friends, good food, and education.

Five, six, seven, eight…
Lord our God,
Holidays, warm fires, and tea.

Nana was her name.
She had a love for all of nature
And all of colors.
Pansies, and flowers, tomatoes, and hummingbirds.

She prayed daily
And swore to God she’d forever honor him.
She’d attend church daily in a blue blazer,
Then give Eucharist to hospital patients.

From learning to plant flowers,
Then to playing piano,
Then prepping for college,
She taught me to laugh, to enjoy the little things,
To always drink tea,
And to stay strong.

Nana passed a few months ago.
But all her loves and blessings
Stay with me each day.
All the little things.

I grew up to be who I am
Because of her teachings,
And I learned from her
To embrace all of life.

Original:
Jenn Kilgallon
Poem 2
Sept. 16, 2013

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Pansies and hummingbirds,
And the color bright blue.
Love for all things living,
Old and new.

She was a sailor and an adventurer.
Travelling far and wide
And always keeping in mind the little things.

She taught us to love,
To recognize all the blessings in life.
One, two, three, four…
Family, friends, good food, and education.

Five, six, seven, eight…
Lord our God,
Holidays, warm fires, and tea.

Nana was her name.
She had a love for all of nature
And all of colors.

She prayed daily
And swore to God she’d forever honor him.
Her family came first, and
Everything else second.

Nana passed a few months ago.
But all her loves and blessings
Stay with me each day.
All the little things.


5 comments:

Unknown said...

I really enjoyed your revision. I especially liked how you retained the repetition and the counting, and how you kept the first stanza and then used the pansies and hummingbirds part again later in the poem, it ties the beginning to the end very well and helps maintain a kind of innocence within the poem. One area you could develop more is when you talk about what Nana taught "us". Who is "us"? Are they siblings? Cousins? your family in general? I would add more details to this section and tell the reader more about "us".

Anonymous said...

Jenn,

I love, love, love your second poem! the first few lines just draw you in so well as if you are seeing the hummingbirds and the color blue and seeing her as a sailor all these things are so strong and bring you in. My favorite line most of all is "She taught us how to love." This line just struck gold for me and it made me and I hope others that sometimes your parents aren't the ones to teach you love but your Nana to teach you that is much more significant and it shows how important Nana is in your life.

I would say for a aspect to be fixed would maybe bring some of the times or maybe like one specific memory of her and put it in their. Describe the moment, touch, taste, smell etc. I think that would make this poem complete.

Anonymous said...

"Strong, full of laughter, and pink-cheeked..." I really enjoyed your revision, you did a wonderful job providing a detailed snapshot of Nana. "She'd attend church daily in a blue blazer/then give Eucharist to hospital patients;" I could imagine who Nana was when I read these lines.

The juxtaposition of her being a strong sailor and yet a gentle patron is really powerful. I also like how you named a few of the places she'd been to. She traveled 'far and wide' while still keeping in mind the little things suggests that one could deem everything else as trivial after exploring the way she had, but yet she still managed to remember the little things people often take for granted.

The imagery was bold, yet delicate, which is how I imagine Nana to have been.

It is a little unclear who else you're referring to in 'She taught us,' but other than that, this is a fantastic revision.

Anonymous said...

Forgot to mention, I like the title

Unknown said...

Hey Jenn! I have to say i LOVE this revision! I feel like you really get to know who your nana is within the poem, I really enjoyed it. The only thing I would change is maybe leaving the last stanza out? I think that from the poem we understand how much she influenced your life and helped you grow, i don't think you need to leave that part. But awesome poem!