Remarks by Washington State Poet Laureate Claudia Castro Luna

Opening session of the State Session - January 16, 2019

Claudia Castro Luna, Photo by ArtsWA
Claudia Castro Luna, Photo by ArtsWA

Thank you Mr. President:

Honorable Members of the Washington State Senate…

Fellow Washingtonians…

 

It is my great honor to stand before you and share a poem on the opening day of the Senate.

It has been my great privilege this past year to serve as Washington State Poet Laureate, to crisscross our beautiful state, to build appreciation for the power of words to unveil things yet unconsidered or to re-consider notions held, to stir the deepest parts of ourselves, to invite folks who have never written a poem in their lives to try their hand at it, to nurture young writers and to connect those already writing to each other.

This poem I share with you today is titled Summer Sparks. It is an invitation, a beginning to imagine a more just, inclusive future.


Summer Sparks 

In New York a colossal woman raises

a burning torch, a promise to harbor

the tired, the poor, the homeless, the tempest-tossed.

In Seattle another woman fades,

homeless in a park, with the racing butterfly

of her child’s heart her only compass.

A pendulum swings, all over the land,

from the luscious forests of generous imaginations

to the ruinous bigotry that clipped

Emmett Till’s wings. Echoes of yesteryear’s

Ghost Dance over Wounded Knee,

that sideway shuffle call for ancestors’ aid,

beats time before us again and again.

Fruit plump on summer’s light

in a New England vale ripens

alongside Southwestern’s border

bruised and battered fruit.

4th of July fireworks bravado,

the feeling of losing yourself in the jubilee

of the crowd after winning, collapses

under the crushing evidence

of the country that we’ve never been.

The sparks lighting up the sky then falling,

folding back into night,

are they a celebration, the best part of summer,

or more of a weeping?

Love and pain don’t strike

some over others with different strength.

We are equally susceptible to kindness

and to cold, and board together

the destiny of our shared country.

On an occasion like this,

from sea to shining sea,

is a good place to begin not end


Read more about Claudia Castro Luna, Washington State Poet Laureate.


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