For a rundown/”too long; didn’t read” breakdown, jump to the bullet points at the end of this post!
I’ve always been a poet as much as I was a novelist or an essayist; in fact, sometimes I was even more of a poet than anything else.
“Was” being the operative word here. Since graduating college in May 2015, I’ve found myself writing less and less poetry and more and more prose. Which is fine! In that time, I’ve written three whole novels, crafting numerous drafts of each one and doing my best to perfect them. I’ve written essays and articles for my blog, other blogs, websites, newspapers.
But I haven’t written poetry.
And this month, I want to change that.
Every day this month, the goal is to write one poem. It could be a three-line free-verse about the sunset or a whole sestina about deep and complicated feelings or anything in between. I just want to get back into the habit of writing poetry, of viewing the world through that lens.
I think it made me a better prose writer, and honestly it made me happier in general when I was looking for the beauty, the music and poetry in everything from the mundane to the glorious.
(As a side note, I also want to read more poetry going forward, so if you have suggestions of amazing poets, PLEASE leave their names in the comments or email me!)
Back to my challenge: it was supposed to be just for me. It was going to me just for me. And then I read a newsletter by writer Eva Recinos, and inspiration struck: what if I used my writing, my poem-a-day challenge, to fundraise for causes I care about.
A specific cause that has been on my heart a lot of late is immigration. Between images and videos of where asylum-seekers are being held at the border, images of parents and their children in the worst of situations before they even cross the border, news of money from Congress being sent toward building a wall along the border, my heart has twisted and bled. It bleeds especially for children: for children who had no choice in what is happening to them, who believed their parents’ belief they would find a better life, who wound up separated and scared, alone and sick, in conditions that are far from humane.
In the world, not just in America, we have a crisis, one that’s been going on for years. My hometown in Italy has whole sectors filled with refugees seeking asylum. They’re from a different part of the world than the ones coming to America, but their situation is similar: they experienced hopelessness, and they fled, hoping to find something better somewhere.
I’ve never experienced the horror and devastation on the scale these refugees are suffering, but I can relate to feeling hopeless and trapped and despondent, as though life will never get better, and fleeing to find a fresh start somewhere else. And if I hadn’t had the combination of people helping me plus people not actively seeking to stop me, I wouldn’t have survived.
There are reasons, politically, why I think the current situation at our southern border is wrong. Even more, there are reasons why I think it’s unconscionable. No human deserves to be treated the way asylum-seekers have been. No human deserves to treat another the way we are treating desperate men, women, and children.
And so, I’ve wanted to do more. I’ve donated to select organizations, and I’ve sent some emails to my representatives in Congress, but it’s not enough. In fact, nothing short of packing up my life and moving to Texas to, somehow, actively fight for change seemed like enough. And that is…not feasible.
And then I had an idea. It hit me like thunder, a loud crack following a flash of light.
I could do my poem-a-day challenge. I would use this month to encourage friends, family members, followers, strangers online, to donate to certain organizations working to help asylum-seekers, protect children, make a difference. And anyone who sends me proof of their $15+ donation will, at the end of the month, receive an e-version of the best poems (at least 15, possibly up to a full chapbook-size of 23-30).
I’m collaborating with my good friend and fellow poet Chi Oham during the month. She will also be writing poems, and I’ve begged of her to let me include several in the final compilation. I’m also trying to finalize whether I can get artwork donated to match the poems.
You should check out Chi’s website. Her work is lovely and evokes such powerful images and feelings; she’s incredibly talented, smart in a million ways, kind and hilarious. I cannot, simply cannot, speak highly enough of her as a person and a poet. And if she’s reading this, she’s likely cursing me for embarrassing her but IT’S TRUE THESE ARE ALL TRUE THINGS.
So now for a breakdown of the details. I know I’ve said a lot and thank you for reading along!
Me: writing one poem every day for 31 days, sharing my progress on this blog and sometimes in Instagram stories and posts.
Chi, writing poems as well.
You, donating at least $15 to one of the below organizations and sending me a receipt screenshot or other proof:
If none of the above work, feel free to send me the name of an organization you wish to support. I don’t know every charity/non-profit but am happy to expand the list!
At the end of the month, I’ll spend some time collecting and curating the best poems before sending out the collection.
Feel free to continue donating and sending me receipts during the intervening time; there’s really no hard cutoff, so if the month of August is a hard one financially, that’s okay, there’s always September. Or October. November. Etc.
If $15 is too high for you, reach out to me.
If you want to donate but don’t want poetry? That’s still great! I just want to do what I can to encourage and inspire people.
I welcome questions and comments and would love to hear from anyone. You can contact me through this site, you can message me on Twitter or Facebook, you can drop a comment below…you can talk to me in-person if we cross paths and you feel that’s the best way to chat!
I am thrilled about this project I’m embarking on and simultaneously filled with nerves that it’ll flop, that I’ll be raked over the coals for trying and failing. I have to tell myself that it’s worth it — because it is, I believe in this and I believe in using my art and writing to effect positive change in the world.
This is one way I’m trying to do that.
Hope to hear from some of y’all, even if just with questions! Much love from me to you <3