Poetry Friday: Finding Beauty

It’s the first Friday of the month, so it’s time for another Sunday Night Swaggers challenge. This month, Molly Hogan challenged us to “find beauty in the ugly” by reinventing “the world around you (or one aspect of it) by shifting your lens to see the beauty in what at first seems to be ugly or unnoteworthy.”

I had a few ideas, but hadn’t gotten far with any of them before I went to NCTE in Baltimore a few weeks ago. There, I attended Georgia Heard, Rebecca Kai Dotlich, Ralph Fletcher, and Lester Laminack‘s session, “Seeing the World Like a Poet.” During her part of the presentation, Georgia explained that the job of the poet is to take “the film of ordinary off of everyday objects.”

These words were in my mind the next morning while I was waiting in line to check my coat. My eyes were drawn to a building across the street that was glowing in the bright morning sun. Then, as I turned to give my coat to the attendant, I noticed this:

At first glance, this jumble of hangars is decidedly everyday and unnoteworthy. But take a closer look…

A Wedge of Hangers

Like pinioned swans,
captives on a pond,
a wedge of hangers
wait, silent and still.

Soon each will rise,
basking in the embrace
of coats, grateful
for the support
of their plastic wings.

© Catherine Flynn, 2019

During the same session, Ralph Fletcher shared that “photography uncovers surprises” and that we should “follow where they lead.” As I was writing this poem, I was surprised to learn that a wedge is in fact a collective noun for swans. So even though these hangers aren’t exactly wedge-shaped, I think wedge is the perfect word to describe a group of hangers.

Please be sure to visit my fellow swaggers to see where they found beauty this month:

Molly Hogan @ Nix the Comfort Zone 
Linda Mitchell @ A Word Edgewise
Heidi Mordhorst @ My Juicy Little Universe
Margaret Simon @ Reflections on the Teche

Then be sure to visit Tanita at fiction, instead of lies for the Poetry Friday Roundup.

23 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Finding Beauty

  1. Gosh, Catherine. You really captured this. I would have been challenged to see beauty in those hangars and was wondering what your poem would do…and just gosh. Lovely. I will never see a wedge of hangars the same way again! (Nor swans!) xx

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  2. What a neat moment…and a neat photo and a brilliant poem to capture not only what you saw but what you were thinking amid the hubub of NCTE. I always find your writing smart…smartest today.

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  3. What an intriguing tangle of hangers! You’ve imagined them as swans or birds; earlier this week, I saw someone had imagined some as stars, and zip-tied a few together to form one. I appreciate the creativity that sort of thinking takes – and where it takes you!

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  4. Everything, hangers, people, all things, are different before discovering a true purpose. I get so annoyed with tangled hangers that I’ve dealt with in my closet, but your poem made me consider that I might feel kinder towards them, as I take the time to use them properly. 😉

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  5. Before I read all your words, I had flicked a glimpse to the picture and wondered what they were – first glimpse I’d thought shamozzle of black tape. But of course they’re black swan coathangers, just waiting for their chance to glide into use.

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  6. Hi, Catherine. Taking the film off objects — that’s a great quote. Thanks for sharing it. Now I see the swans too, and how they embrace our clothes with their wings.

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  7. You’ve shared wonderful advice, then showed so beautifully how you took it, Catherine. This is lovely to imagine that ‘wedge of swans” cart-swimming I guess.

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  8. You have taken Georgia’s advice to heart-you discovered the extraordinary in that wedge and jumble of hangers. That comparison to a swan came from a poet’s eyes.

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  9. GOR-GE-OUS, Catherine. I love the idea of hangers “basking in the embrace” of grateful coats, and I wonder why “pinioned” is possibly one of my favorite words! As I say to my kids, “Good noticing,” and even better unfilming.

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  10. Such a delightful way to look at that jumble of hangers! And I’m green with envy that you got to spend time with Georgia, Rebecca, Ralph, and Lester. What a fantastic foursome! Headed off for a morning of errands. Will try to take accept Georgia’s challenge to take “the film of ordinary off of everyday objects.”

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  11. I love the word wedge with hangers…they do wedge together in my world. I’m doing some interactive read aloud currently around finding beautiful in our lives – we loved the book Something Beautiful – you might like it too, if you don’t know it already.

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  12. Oh my goodness, this is fantastic, Catherine! Those plastic wings…! Thank you for sharing those tidbits from Georgia and Ralph. You’ve applied them beautifully.

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  13. So wonderful – I love the way your words helped me look differently at that pile of hangers. Sorry, that wedge of hangers. Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com

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