Personal History

“The tragic events in Charlottesville in 2017 opened my eyes to a Confederate monument that had stared me in the face throughout childhood: the massive sculpture of Robert E. Lee, Stonewall Jackson, and Jefferson Davis on the face of Stone Mountain, a short drive east of Atlanta, my hometown. Stone Mountain Park is Georgia’s most visited tourist destination, and my own memories of it include hiking up the trail on the back of the mountain, setting out a blanket to watch a laser show, and walking among the goldfish ponds at the mountain’s peak. When I learned the obvious (that the carving is the world’s largest and perhaps least erasable Confederate monument) as well as the less obvious (that the carving, begun in 1923, had stalled in 1928 but resumed in 1964 in response to Brown v. Board of Education and the Civil Rights Movement), I wanted to write about the shock of delayed comprehension. Yet my first year or so of poem attempts were too predictable in their sense of betrayal and cluttered with an abundance of place-based memories. Eventually, the off-rhyme of ‘monument’ and ‘immigrant’ provided a path around those pitfalls—a path that led to the villanelle, which confined the anecdotes and avoided a ‘gotcha’ ending by announcing the poem’s conclusion from the start.”
—Adrienne Su

Thanks to Paisley Rekdal, author of Nightingale (Copper Canyon Press, 2019), who curated Poem-a-Day for this month’s weekdays. Read a Q&A with Rekdal about her curatorial approach this month and find out more about our guest editors for the year.