{"id":31965,"date":"2016-04-12T06:30:01","date_gmt":"2016-04-11T18:30:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=31965"},"modified":"2016-04-11T20:51:27","modified_gmt":"2016-04-11T08:51:27","slug":"lines-from-leaving-the-red-zone-aftermath-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2016\/04\/12\/lines-from-leaving-the-red-zone-aftermath-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Lines From \u201cLeaving the Red Zone\u201d: Aftermath, Part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Leaving<\/a>Over the past few weeks I\u2019ve been sharing some of the wonderful lines and stanzas from Leaving the Red Zone \u2014\u00a0<\/em>the\u00a0poetry anthology (edited by James Norcliffe and Joanna Preston, and published by Clerestory Press) that commemorates the fifth anniversary of the February 22, 2011, earthquake.<\/p>\n

Today, I share the second of a two-part focus on the anthology\u2019s \u201cAftermath\u201d section — which is also the final section of the anthology and of this post series.<\/p>\n

\u2014<\/p>\n

from<\/em> \u201cAftermath\u201d<\/h3>\n

“…<\/em><\/span>
\nWe are already <\/em>on the other side of a year of crustal schisms<\/em><\/span>
\npop ups<\/em><\/span>
\n……….<\/span>prop ups<\/em><\/span>
\n…………………<\/span>restarts<\/em><\/span>
\n………………………..<\/span>re the de builds …”<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

~ Robynanne Milford, “Meet Me\u00a0\u00a0 after Julia Morrison<\/em>“)
\n.<\/span><\/p>\n

“…
\nGulls swim in the basement<\/em><\/span>
\nof a half demolished building.<\/em><\/span>
\nSparrows perch on a tangle<\/em><\/span>
\nof reinforcing steel which just<\/em><\/span>
\nfrom a crumbling pillar.<\/em><\/span>
\nOn vacant lots weeds hold dominion …”<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

~Catherine Fitchett “Vacant”
\n.<\/span><\/p>\n

“…<\/em><\/span>
\nRepair the fabric of our city,” CERA says<\/em><\/span>
\n“restore the heart of it.”<\/em><\/span>
\nI feel too fraught to be a part of it<\/em><\/span>
\nthere’s too much warping in my weave<\/em><\/span>
\nMy world packed in a moving van,<\/em><\/span>
\nI leave”<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

~ Annette Chapman, “Possibilities of the Now”
\n.<\/span><\/p>\n

“picking over the bones of our life<\/em><\/span>
\n packing the precious and practical<\/em><\/span>
\n cartons crouch to go<\/em><\/span>
\n …<\/em><\/span>
\n tomorrow the truck<\/em><\/span>
\n will swallow up<\/em><\/span>
\n these fragments and comforts<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

another day the bulldozer<\/em><\/span>
\n will erase all traces<\/em><\/span>
\n of a life together<\/em><\/span>
\n down the lane.”<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

~ Don Rowlands, “Leaving the Red Zone”
\n.<\/span><\/p>\n

“This poem is like a city. It is full of words.<\/span><\/em>
\nDoing words. And Being words. And words<\/span><\/em>
\nthat compare one thing to another thing<\/span><\/em>
\nand words that hold everything together…”<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

~ Fiona Farrell, “The Poem That is Like A City”
\n.<\/span><\/p>\n

And just has the poem can be like a city, a book can be like us, telling our story with its myriad voices. I hope that I have given you enough of a taster these past few weeks for you to want to open the book and traverse the full story.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Over the past few weeks I\u2019ve been sharing some of the wonderful lines and stanzas from Leaving the Red Zone \u2014\u00a0the\u00a0poetry anthology (edited by James Norcliffe and Joanna Preston, and published by Clerestory Press) that commemorates the fifth anniversary of the February 22, 2011, earthquake. Today, I share the second of a two-part focus on […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[35,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31965","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-earthquakepoems","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31965","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31965"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31965\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31974,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31965\/revisions\/31974"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31965"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31965"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31965"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}