Thank you Raymond Maxwell for joining #BlaPoWriMo again this year! Check out his poem, “Reflections on the 70’s.” I love this poem’s opening line. And while I wasn’t around during the 70’s, I think this poem and the subsequent playlist is an accurate description of a complex decade. Enjoy!
No two snowflakes fall the same,
and even teardrops are different in type –
no other pair, but us, was meant to be.
Still life in the 70’s was plagued
by a fake sense of urgency.
The end, it seemed, was always
located just around the corner,
and there didn’t seem to be, then,
another half century in front of me,
of us, of life, of time to get things
done, as now we know there was.
Still for a decade of my life
I was a lost and lonely manchild.
Things always seemed to fall apart –
over and over and over again –
until I found my stride, my voice.
I’m making a playlist to capture
in song all the highs and lows of those
rocky years. I’ll name it on Spotify –
Devotion, no, the sunshine of your love.