The Great Dismal Swamp
Mar 15 2021
In the state of Virginia
there is a place called The Great Dismal Swamp.
A place clearly named
by a plain-speaking literalist,
a methodical maker of maps
not given
to poetry or metaphor.
Because aren't all swamps dismal
one much like the other?
Does the definite article even belong
when a great dismal swamp
would be far less presumptuous?
Slaves hid there
protected by its wildness.
On small islands
in houses raised on stilts,
more fearful of their masters
than panthers and bears.
But civilization encroaches
and nature comes under threat,
drained and tamed and emptied out.
So how does this swamp persist?
Too dismal
too big,
too boggy, humid, hot?
Just be grateful is does,
a refuge from our greed
reminder of our fears.
“Dismal”, of course, depends on the observer,
and hardly applies
where snakes and spiders flourish
fertile water gives life,
slaves risked all for freedom
and this poet is inspired.
A name so literal, it compels me to embellish.
Yet could stand by itself,
a found poem
of four words
in one simple line.
I didn't even complete the sentence of the article in which this appeared before I was up out of my chair and at the laptop. A found poem that could easily have stood by itself! When I googled (of course I did!), I expected there might be numerous great dismal swamps: it seems more of a descriptor than a proper name. But this one came up, now a wildlife refuge straddling North Carolina and Virginia. It was also the subject of a very popular podcast. A link follows (episode 271 of 99% Invisible).
https://99percentinvisible.org/episode/great-dismal-swamp/
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