Monday, June 10, 2013

Where I'm From


In 1993, in response to a poem in Stories I Ain’t Told Nobody Yet, George Ella Lyon experimented with a “where-I’m-from” list, which he turned into a poem, and eventually into an exercise for other writers. His exercise has been used as a writing prompt in schools and other places. When I came across it a few months ago, I decided I wanted to write my own version*:

Where I’m From

I am from rocking chairs,
from Dr. Pepper
and Dodger baseball.

I’m from Looney Tunes and
volcanic kitchen experiments,
pie for breakfast, and Capture the Flag.

From sipping hot chocolate from a thermos
at the Rose Parade (I always burned my mouth);
pomegranates whose jeweled seeds stained my fingers, and
chocolate chip cookies with no nuts.

I am from the green house on the corner
where I practiced volleyball serves against the garage and
stayed up too late listening to music in my yellow room.

I am from oak trees
and peonies
and the irrigation ditch behind Grandma’s house
where I collected rocks and staged swimming races
for frogs
in the snow-melted water.

I am from matching, homemade
mother/daughter dresses,
from card games
(“You can’t play with the grown-ups if you cry when you lose”),
writing poems in church,
pretending to be a horse galloping
through fields.

I am from Pedro and Pokey, Taffy and
Mitzi, Honey Bunny and Tiger Boots
and Buster, the bunny
we found in the library parking lot.

I’m from the time I harnessed our cat with an apron
to help me put my toys away;
from the night no one asked me to dance
(I cried the entire next day).
I’m from trips to Taco Bell in Anita’s VW Bug,
and singing Devo’s “Whip It” on the courts at tennis practice.
I’m from Mrs. T and Dr. Mac and
The Outcasts of Poker Flat.

I am from Sacramento, California,
from Lakewood, and Cottonwood, from
Brandon and Lithia, Florida,
land of beaches and Spanish moss and Rays baseball and Disney.

I am from the box in the closet
hiding captured pieces of myself, the photo albums
in the family room,
the flying pig and
the mint green mini Vespa on my desk.

I’m from all I was,
what I am,
and what I’ll be.

*Read Lyon’s original “Where I’m From” poem here

Writing “Where I’m From” is lots of fun, and can be done over and over again, as poem or prose, and each time the author will uncover some forgotten piece of him or herself. If you want to try it yourself, you can find a template to get you started here and another example of it here.

So I have one question for you: where are you from?

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8 comments:

Cheryl Gebhart said...

I love your poem Kathy. I've printed out the template and may try to do my own someday.

Kathy A. Johnson said...

Thanks, Cheryl. It's fun to do, and kind of writes itself. I'd love to see yours when you do it.

Timaree said...

I don't know where I am from poetically at least. I'll go look at the links and see if I can do this before I read (am influenced by) your list!

Kathy A. Johnson said...

Timaree--I'd love to see "where you're from" when and if you write it up. Hope you enjoy the process.

Timaree said...

I'm working on it. This is really hard! Maybe I am not good with words or recalling memories or something but I will work at it. I gave the links to my daughter as I think her girls, at least the one who loves mad libs, will like doing this.

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy said...

Hi Kathy! I have been thinking of doing this too. My co-worker Amy is also from Cottonwood. I had never even heard of it before a couple of months ago.

I enjoyed learning more about you and catching up on your other posts too. I am so sorry that I have been away for so long. I just haven't been blogging.

Hugs,

Kathy M.

Kathy A. Johnson said...

Timaree--It took me several tries before I could come up with enough words/phrases/memories to fill it out! Lots of schools use this prompt with the kids, so your granddaughters might be really good at it. Hope they enjoy it!

Kathy A. Johnson said...

Kathy--I can't believe you know someone from Cottonwood! It's such a little town, something like 3500 people.

I know you've been busy (and sick), so I appreciate that you take the time to visit and comment. Hope things smooth out for you and you have a great summer.