Purging: A Poem for the Post-Holiday Aftermath
Here's my two-cents added to our post-holiday call for action toward a more organized, productive (and exhausting) reset.
Purging
New year, new life lots of things to throw away. Books and baubles dusted, sorted, a decision for each to toss or stay. A judgment day comes each year to remember why I am here to rid myself of must-doโs that no longer will do. Uncover a dream to relive, recall what I alone can give. Ignore those voices in my head that lovingly mislead or blatantly tread on my path without my copy of the map. My voice doesnโt rattle around for others to hear inside their heads. Of this I am sure. Why allow them in mine? New year, new life, And new ways to shine.
As we shed the holiday wrappings and trappings, the fate of the Christmas tree inspires angst as well as alternative ways to extend the purpose for this living portion of our celebrations. Here are two poems that speak to this dilemma.
Norma's Twelfth Night Tree
Peanut Butter Tree
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All my books, Paradise Ridge, When the Horses Come and Go, and Ghost in the Forest are currently available on Kindle. Ghost in the Forest, is also available in paperback. Paradise Ridge is out-of-print, but the Kindle version is re-edited and better quality.
Book Review of Ghost in the Forest:
"Ghost in The Forest' is a great read! Take note People. If you love stories about environmentalism and nature, its clash with urban mindsets, as well as personal transformation, this is the book for you!
"Ghost in The Forest" is a quick 126-page read. It's the story of Dori, a woman trapped in a mix of grief over parental loss and refusing to accept how her hometown and her friends have changed over the years. Because of this, Dori has become a recluse and a self-imposed misanthrope who finds more comfort amongst the hiking trails around her hometown of Morristown than in her dealings with the raw reality of other humans.
The book, in some ways, resembled Edward Abbeyโs โDesert Solitaireโ in that the story follows a protagonist's love of nature and angst about humans encroaching on it. In this case, itโs how Morristown is transforming into a mountain biking destination where cyclists run rampant on trails and nature.
However, a tragedy involving said mountain biking becomes a major pivot point for Dori, leading to a series of events that eventually bring about personal evolution and discovery.
If you're a nature lover, this book is a must-read. It beautifully portrays the clash between environmentalism and urban mindsets and the journey of personal transformation. The book's vivid descriptions of nature and the protagonist's love for it will surely intrigue you.
Paradise Ridge Review by western author D. B. Jackson:
If you draw circle roughly around an area that includes northern Nevada, southern Oregon, and southern Idaho, within that circle exists a culture and people who live a lifestyle largely untouched by modern values. These are the "buckaroos" and Basque characters author Sue Cauhape brings to life in her literary novel, "Paradise Ridge".
Leandro, the illegitimate seventh son of patriarch Xavier Arriaga and his mistress, Gisela, is at the center of this intriguing story that travels exceedingly successfully at both the personal level of the characters, as well as the compelling level where the story is told.
Cauhape writes in a literary style that reminds me of Annie Poulx. Paradise Ridge, on the surface, appears to be an upscale Western novel...once inside the pages, you will soon discover a potential classic waiting to be discovered.
I rated this book a 5...because that's all the stars there were.
Needed this, dear Sue - the perfect poem for my very own right-now.
Have just written down this part in my journal: "remember why I am here to rid myself of must-doโs that no longer will do."
Please claim this hug: ๐ค
Loved the Peter Herrmann photo. I have used several of his stark, empty, ruined old house images to inspire stories. This one you chose could not be more perfect for your poem - both as metaphor and literally. "New year, new life, / And new ways to shine." Yes, Sue! The January clean-out. I just put the finishing touch on mine yesterday - every drawer, cabinet and closet. It feels so good to be able to really breathe, doesn't it? Loved the poem!