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Foreign I'm Maggie Smith, and this is the Slowdown. I associate certain songs and even musical artists with people and places and times. Hearing a song may take me back to a particular moment, but also some songs fit into the cycle of the year. There is music that feels like spring to me, and summer and fall and winter. Now that fall is upon us, I'm back on my fall tracks. Even my kids are making their own playlists for the season. I don't know exactly what's on them, but when I asked my son, he said indie stuff with chill vibes that made me laugh. But I think I get it. Summer is more bright, sunshiny pop, and fall is when it gets darker and colder so the music slows down and mellows out with the weather. When I think of fall, I think of records like Neil Young's Harvest and Son Volt's Trace. I'm going back to Bonavert's perfect first record for Emma Forever Ago. I'm queuing up Iron and Wines, the Creek Drank the Cradle. If you don't know these records. I hope you'll look them up. There's a lot of poetry in those songs and and they feel very fall to me. It's the music of bonfire smoke and the crunch of leaves underfoot and a big orange moon rising over the houses, scrolling back to the season we just left. Summer makes me think of different artists. Summer to me is the sound of crickets and cicadas, the feeling of cold dew on your feet when you walk barefoot across the lawn, the smell of mud and creek water and sunscreen. One artist that feels very summer to me is Lucinda Williams. It's her instrumentation and her imagery and her focus on place. So many of her songs are songs of the American South Louisiana, Mississippi, Texas, Arkansas. Fun fact about Lucinda Williams her father was the poet and literature professor Miller Williams. There's an annual poetry book prize named for him at the University of Arkansas, where he last taught, so writing runs in the family. Today's poem is as imagistic and musical as a song, and it's deeply rooted in place. The poem borrows a refrain from a Lucinda Williams song. Arkanze Bop by Elizabeth Lindsay Rogers with Lucinda Williams Faulkner County Reeks of burning leaves Other days smelt from the refinery A whiff of manure when the breeze turns just right all seasons this air is heavy with rainwater, ozone like burnt sugar and too much sex I would kiss the diamond back if I knew it would get me to heaven after mice kicked through the oatmeal and those thonic roaches slipped out from the drain Their undercarriages like baskets knotted with mistakes Four wings a dark and rotting wood I ask out loud what in creation has inverted this hell on earth? Nowhere safe now but between the sheets I would kiss the diamond back if I knew it would get me to heaven. Cats in a yowling match below the bedroom window While next door Marilyn kicks off her stilettos Chain smokes towards kingdom come behind these flowered curtains four feet lift from the dusty floor we hiss until our tongues touch Rub away all earthly trouble I would kiss the diamond back if I knew it would get me to heaven. The Slowdown is a production of American Public Media in partnership with the Poetry Foundation. To get a poem delivered to you daily, go to slowdownshow.org and sign up for our newsletter. Find us on Instagram @downdownshow and blueskylowdownshow.org Foreign hello Slowdown listeners. Poetry Magazine has a special offer just for you. Subscribe to one year of Poetry Magazine today and receive their limited edition tote bag for $39. That's the cost of one Loboo. You'll receive 10 beautifully curated print magazines of contemporary poetry, unlimited digital access via the Poetry Magazine app, and a tote bag to carry it all. Subscribe today@poetrymagazine.org Slowdown25 to receive this special offer.
