Poets in the Parks

In 2016 I led Arts in the Parks poetry workshops inspired by trails at Fort Harrison State Park

   Arts in the Parks & Historic Sites

Arts in the Parks and Historic Sites, an initiative by the Indiana
  Arts Commission, draws upon traditional and non-traditional
   arts and artists in Indiana, weaving arts into our state’s
natural beauty, rural settings, and historic places. This grant
   program provides funding for arts-related projects that
   encourage the creation of and public engagement with art
   in the Indiana state park/forest system and historic sites
. Funding provides individual artists and non-profit organizations
to bring arts programs, services, and artist in residencies to
   local communities. Find a listing of all 2018 Individual Artist
   Arts in the Parks projects here. These activities are made
possible with support by the Indiana Arts Commission, the
Indiana Arts Commission and Indiana State Historic Sites.

In 2016 there were five poets with grants--Vienna Bottomley, Joyce Brinkman, Liza Hyatt, Kevin McKelvey, and myself.
For additional information about these poets' projects, visit the Poetry Features page and scroll down to the June Issue. Click here and scroll down to find poems and photos from my 2017 residency at Limberlost State Historic Site in Geneva.
I am posting poems from my workshops at the Levi and Catharine Coffin State Historic Site workshops on this page.

A wellspring in the basement of the Coffin House

2018 Artist Residency
At the Levi & Catharine Coffin State Historic Site
Poetry at the Underground Railroad's Grand Central Station

This year I will lead three poetry workshops at the Levi and Catharine Coffin State Historic Site: one for adults and high school students and two for students, grades one through eight. As part of my residency, I will also write poems inspired by the site, develop a poetry prompt hand-out for students, and present “Voices for Justice: A Poetry Reading.”

My thanks to the 10 participants of my "Inside the Levi & Catharine Coffin House" workshop on Saturday, August 25 and to the Coffin site staff!
Coming up:

At the Underground Railroad's Grand Central Station:
A Poetry Workshop for Kids

When: Saturday, September 22, 1-4:30 PM
Where: The Levi & Catharine Coffin State Historic Site, 201 US 27 North, Fountain  City, IN
Free except for the cost of the guided tour ($5 Children / $10 Adults / $ 8 Seniors)
To Register: Email Shari Wagner Here. Registration is limited to 10 children

Led by Shari Wagner, former Indiana Poet Laureate (2016-2017), this poetry writing workshop for children (1st-8th grades) will focus on the fascinating history of the Levi and Catharine Coffin House. A hundred freedom seekers per year, on average, found shelter in this Quaker home. Participants will find inspiration for individual and collaborative poems from a variety of sources—from what they see and hear in the house and Interpretive Center, as well as from poetry prompts and models. Each child must be accompanied by an adult.

This workshop is supported by the Arts in the Parks and Historic Sites program, an initiative of the Indiana Arts Commission.

Future Event:
"At the Underground Railroad's Grand Central Station: A Poetry Workshop for Kids"
October 27, 1:00-4:30 PM, Registration Required

The Freedom Seekers
Levi & Catharine Coffin House, Fountain City, Indiana
After “Abandoned House” by Ted Kooser

They knew freedom is worth hard boards.
Self-ownership, the only tolerable kind,
says the false bottom wagon in the barn.
They stepped over my threshold, into
an unknown world, says the doorstep, worn
smooth by their feet. Troubled, frightened,
they felt warmed by my flames and filled
by my stew, says the fireplace in the basement.
They were good people, seeking liberty and comfort,
say the books that listened to their stories.
When my door closed, their breath became one--
enclosed in a space like a coffin, says the narrow
attic room. They stroked the cat who worked
her claws into the wood of my surround,
says the living room hearth. No one beat them
down, say the walls, five bricks thick.
Their spirits were nourished by my water,
says the spring-fed well in the cellar.
They had secrets our curtains kept hidden,
say the windows facing the Trace. They were felled
to serve, their beauty overlooked, dirt-covered,
scuffed by others, say the floorboards.
Their silence is still a presence, reaching
every high corner and crevice—up the chimney’s
flue to the heavens, says the room where
blacks and whites sat down at the same table.
Nevermore will we bind human to human,
say the ankle chains in the glass case.

Collaborative Poem by Shari Wagner’s August 25th Workshop:
Kristine Anderson, Mary Behr, Grambi Dora, Chuck Jackson,
Elizabeth Miller, Palline Plum, Chris Stolle, Celeste Williams,
Natalie Wise, and Sr. Kathleen Yeadon

The Abolitionists

In the photographic images we usually see
They seem so sour, harsh, with
Little sign of human kindness
On their brows.

Now, here, I am relieved to see
A painted portrait of the man,
As young,
When his face had more
Than just stern bones
To show us who he was.

There is a story that I heard
That claims the man used jokes,
Distracting slave catchers bent on
Ruining black lives again.

Perhaps the later camera required
Utter stillness
Of the couple.
No smiles allowed.

By Palline Plum
Participant at the August 25th workshop

Safe Places

Under a glass roof ten read poetry in a circle
while storm clouds gather, darkening the sky.

A poet laureate, a playwright, a theologian, two teachers
an editor, a veteran, an ex-librarian, a nun and
a lady in a wheelchair who had lived in Denmark.

As a boy Levi met the chained men
on the trail, severed from their families.

He vowed to set them free when he grew up.
Later he built a house with a cellar kitchen over
an underground spring of clean water.

The ten read a poem about a speaking farmhouse.
Rain drums the roof, runnels make waves on the panes.

Levi’s house was average, boxlike, two stories,
a tavern next door. Ground floor windows opened

to the world but upstairs drawn curtains hid
inside rooms from prying eyes. A house of
spacious corners to fill with volumes of secrets.

Levi acquired status, wealth, respect, and a dry goods store.
He stole from his own shop to feed the hungry, water the thirsty,
and clothe the naked when they arrived on his doorstep
in the night.

He could afford it. No man nor woman dared bother him.

The circle of ten poets goes on to the poem about a cabin
looking out on the Limberlost, shelter for a naturalist and her
ideas.
Outside the rain is fierce, the thunder angry, the lightning mean.

Levi’s wife Katherine ushered guests in, ushered
them out, fed them for the short while between.

The storm pauses for a breath. The ten poets
go outside to enter Levi’s house.

The beds are small, but so were the people;
smaller than us, at any rate, lacking the nutrition
of later generations. Once a long closet under
the eaves sheltered seventeen from slave searchers.

The poets view the interiors and hear the stories.

Henry, an enslaved man, staked a claim on his own self,
anchoring his soul to the hope of freedom.

He packed his body in a box 3’ by 2’ by 2’,
“handle with care” and “this side up” written on top.

He shipped himself from Richmond to Philadelphia,
was tossed, lifted, pushed and stacked upside down,
blood rushing to his head, then righted to be sat on.

In 27 hours by wagon, railroad, steamboat and ferry
he emerged from his cocoon, a free man.
Others inspired by this method included William,
called Bush on his arrival at Levi’s office.

The box was not a foolproof method. Another
broke open, spilling its contents Levi had signed for.

The poets go back to the roof-windowed library
to begin their poems. The storm outside grows fiercer,
so loud they can barely hear themselves think.

By Kristine Anderson
Participant at the August 25th Workshop

Portrait of Levi Coffin

DaVinci Pursuit founder Mark Kesling talks about the ecological importance of waterways at Tippecanoe River State Park.

River Writings:
Exploring Science Through Poetry
riverwritings.com/
River Writings is a collaborative project of the daVinci Pursuit, former Poet Laureate Joyce Brinkman, and the Indiana Arts Commissions' Arts in the Parks program. This project "focuses on our rivers using the artistry of the poet to engage people in exploring the science of our waterways. The health of our rivers impacts the health of the aquatic life in them and the health of the communities in the watershed."

I was one of five poets asked to write a poem about some aspect of plant or animal life along the river at Tippecanoe River State Park. By walking Trail #4 you can find four of these poems, and by going to the boat launch, you can find the fifth. Poets include: Joyce Brinkman, Ruthelen Burns, Mitchell L.H. Douglas, Kevin McKelvey, and myself. On the other side of each poem is scientific information about the featured
plant or animal. My poem, "Spatterdock" can also be found on a
new River Writings trail in Prophetstown State Park. Pictured below:
Joyce, Kevin, and me.

Joyce Brinkman talks about writing her poem about a great blue heron.

Kevin McKelvey reads his poem celebrating mussels.

I'm standing by "Spatterdock," a poem inspired by a Dakota legend about this beautiful water lily.

Wild Sunflowers at Prophetstown State Park in Tippecanoe County

"We come and go, but the land is always here. And the people who love it and
understand it are the people who own it--for a little while."
--Willa Cather

The Children of Indiana Nature Park

I'm enjoying the process of helping Indiana children connect to nature through poetry . . .
and to poetry through nature. It's a reciprocal process! Click here to learn about a creative Indiana Bicentennial program sponsored by the Indiana Nature Conservancy. During my term as Indiana Poet Laureate, I enjoyed supporting this program through workshops and a wildlife poetry contest for kids.

I'd like to encourage all Indiana poets, professional and amateur, to spend time helping at least one Hoosier child write a poem inspired by a walk outside or close observation of some object from nature--such as a geode or goose feather or buckeye. You will be amazed by the similes and metaphors children create! Their imagination will spark yours.