Photo of Seattle by Jeffery Hayes‘Tampering with Permanence’: A Seattle Pantoum by Alison Jennings The Society December 2, 2023 Beauty, Pantoum, Poetry 9 Comments . Tampering with Permanence a Seattle pantoum __Here where I live, a cloud looks like a mountain; mountains float. Like love, illusions laugh out loud. We’re stuck in nature’s drunken boat: looks like a mountain; mountains float and fade to air, though made of rock— we’re stuck in nature’s drunken boat: God has to smile upon his flock, and fade to air, though made of rock— as clouds (though vapor) become cliffs. God has to smile upon his flock to see us easily fooled like this. As clouds (though vapor) become cliffs, like love, illusions laugh out loud to see us easily fooled like this: __here where I live, a cloud. . . Alison Jennings is a Seattle-based poet who worked as a journalist and accountant, and also taught English and math in public schools before returning to her first love, poetry. Since then, she has had a mini-chapbook and 85 other poems published internationally in numerous journals, including Amethyst Review, Cathexis Northwest Press, Meat for Tea, Mslexia, Poetic Sun, Red Door, Society of Classical Poets, Sonic Boom, Stone Poetry, and The Raw Art Review. Her website can be found here. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Trending now: 9 Responses Roy Eugene Peterson December 2, 2023 As one who lived in Everett and worked in Federal Way for a few years, I am saddened by what Seattle has become. I can feel the depth of your own sadness with what is happening. Bless you for your intrinsic message and the dark cloud that now hangs there. Reply Allegra Silberstein December 2, 2023 What a lovely pantoum…I especially loved “God has to smile upon his flock”. I’m glad for you that you retired into poetry. Allegra Reply Alison December 6, 2023 Yes, I was so pleased that life gave me a chance to fully dedicate myself to the pursuit of poetry. Reply C.B. Anderson December 2, 2023 I’ve never cared for pantoums, but this poem has made me change my mind. What’s most extraordinary here is how what you left unsaid made a firm impression in my mind, and how ghostly, yet impactful, the images you generate are. Reply Alison December 6, 2023 Thank you! A pantoum is challenging but if worked with, surprises occur. Reply Daniel Kemper December 3, 2023 Here in Sacramento, we have no floating mountains, just lone and level fields stretched far away, as it were. But I’ve lived up there and know exactly what your pantoum is saying. Great craft! Reply Alison December 6, 2023 Thank you so much. I have always been struck by how the clouds in Seattle resemble mountain ranges, and how the mountains, in return , often just float above the horizon, looking very insubstantial. Reply Suzy Harris December 10, 2023 I love this! I’ve written pantoums but never one that rhymed, and your rhymes are just so natural and pleasing. Thank you! (Portlander here, so I could relate, though it’s a pretty sodden cloud right now.) Reply Alison Jennings December 10, 2023 Thanks! It’s best to embrace the weather and find its hidden beauty. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Roy Eugene Peterson December 2, 2023 As one who lived in Everett and worked in Federal Way for a few years, I am saddened by what Seattle has become. I can feel the depth of your own sadness with what is happening. Bless you for your intrinsic message and the dark cloud that now hangs there. Reply
Allegra Silberstein December 2, 2023 What a lovely pantoum…I especially loved “God has to smile upon his flock”. I’m glad for you that you retired into poetry. Allegra Reply
Alison December 6, 2023 Yes, I was so pleased that life gave me a chance to fully dedicate myself to the pursuit of poetry. Reply
C.B. Anderson December 2, 2023 I’ve never cared for pantoums, but this poem has made me change my mind. What’s most extraordinary here is how what you left unsaid made a firm impression in my mind, and how ghostly, yet impactful, the images you generate are. Reply
Alison December 6, 2023 Thank you! A pantoum is challenging but if worked with, surprises occur. Reply
Daniel Kemper December 3, 2023 Here in Sacramento, we have no floating mountains, just lone and level fields stretched far away, as it were. But I’ve lived up there and know exactly what your pantoum is saying. Great craft! Reply
Alison December 6, 2023 Thank you so much. I have always been struck by how the clouds in Seattle resemble mountain ranges, and how the mountains, in return , often just float above the horizon, looking very insubstantial. Reply
Suzy Harris December 10, 2023 I love this! I’ve written pantoums but never one that rhymed, and your rhymes are just so natural and pleasing. Thank you! (Portlander here, so I could relate, though it’s a pretty sodden cloud right now.) Reply
Alison Jennings December 10, 2023 Thanks! It’s best to embrace the weather and find its hidden beauty. Reply