Friday, April 4, 2014

Chocolate Making and Cloud Repair

I've heard tell that what you imagine sometimes comes true.
~Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl


It's National Poetry Month! Time for celebrating all things poetry. I'm adding to my collection of poems about fictional places.


Today, we have poems by Irene Latham and Sandra Lindow. Thank you very much, Irene and Sandy, for allowing me to share these!


Margaret River Chocolate Factory by Steel Wool

Inside the Chocolate Factory
by Irene Latham

While the Oompa-Loompas toil,
we chart every chocolate river
and sample each chocolate tree.

The squirrels sort their nuts,
and no one swells into a blueberry.
The mystery is no longer mysterious,

and we crave the days before
we stepped onto the glass elevator--
when everything was wonder,

and hunger gnawed our hearts
with its tiny milk teeth.
It took nothing more than the rattle

of a chocolate wrapper to bring us
to the street, before we learned
to count what we didn't have,

when all was feast, and our lips
smacked of a sweetness long since
swallowed by these hollow, golden pipes.

*************


Silver Lining by Grant Montgomery

The Theater for Cloud Repair
by Sandra J. Lindow

is in a warehouse
down by the Red Cedar River,
a hangar with adiabatic racks
for stratifying stratus,
separating cirrus, stretching them out,
icing them down,
back stage steam machines
for accumulating cumulus,
mending the worn ones,
stuffing and fluffing,
puffing them up, bleaching them out.
There's lightning practice center stage
and sound-proofed practice rooms
where cumulonimbus
learn vigorous, squall lines
essential for bombastic rhetoric
and vocal techniques
for effective, long-lasting, rumbilious thunder.
Personal weather
is de rigueur for poets this year.
I dragged my cloud down to the shop this morning,
paid the extra hundred for priority service,
but it won't be done 'til Monday—
something about resilvering the lining.
That's why I'm wearing last year's
sunbeams, hemlines a bit uneven;
do you think anyone will notice?

*************

I have a post about Poetry Friday up today at Savvy Verse and Wit. (I am sorry not to have been able to put something about *all* of the people I adore, respect, and learn from in the post!)

The Poem Farm is our Poetry Friday round-up host today.

The Theater for Cloud Repair was previously featured in Strange Horizons.

12 comments:

Amy Ludwig VanDerwater said...

Oh, this series is just enchanting.

"and we crave the days before
we stepped onto the glass elevator--
when everything was wonder," - Yes!

"something about resilvering the lining" - Delight!!

Just a magical series. Thank you, Tabatha. Happy Poetry Friday!

bermudaonion said...

Those are both wonderful poems. I love the quote too! Go Hokies!

Irene Latham said...

ooh, I want to be wearing last year's sunbeams! Thank you, Tabatha, for sharing these, and for inspiring the poems! I share a recorded version of "Inside the Chocolate Factory" at my blog today as well. xo

Buffy Silverman said...

Thanks for sharing these two terrific poems--I too would like to wear last year's sunbeams, uneven hemlines and all!

Tara Smith said...

Wonderful poems. How fabulous are these lines and the idea:
I dragged my cloud down to the shop this morning,
paid the extra hundred for priority service,
but it won't be done 'til Monday—
something about resilvering the lining.

Awesome!

Doraine Bennett said...

Wonderful! Both of them. Could I please have directions to the nearest cloud repair shop? I have always loved the way cumulonimbus feels on the tongue. Must go. I hear the rattle of a chocolate wrapper calling my name!

LInda Baie said...

Beautiful beginnings to your idea, Tabatha. The poems connect so well. Thanks for your terrific idea!

Michelle Heidenrich Barnes said...

I've been so looking forward to this series, Tabatha! I feel at home at your blog, like I'm in Irene's poem, stuffing my face with all of the wonders I possibly can.

Diane Mayr said...

What a great start to the series! I'm embarrassed to say I neglected to send you answers to your questions about PF blogging, but, I was happy to see so many others who wrote in answer. Good for them and good for you. Bad me.

Myra Garces Bacsal said...

Sandra Lindow's last three lines made my heart skip a beat:

"That's why I'm wearing last year's
sunbeams, hemlines a bit uneven;
do you think anyone will notice?"

That is beautiful. Irene's Chocolate Factory makes me want to revisit novel and Johnny Depp's moribund film adaptation of the book - and yes, makes me want to eat more chocolates! :)

Violet N. said...

What fun poems here! And you did a great job of describing Poetry Friday and its many nuances in your article. Watch the PF numbers swell!

Robyn Hood Black said...

Mmmmmm.... So in my imagination now, I'm lying outside staring at the sky & stuffing my mouth with delectable chocolates, pondering the whole innocence-to-experience thing, and waiting on the call telling me my cloud is ready for pick up. Thank you, all three!!