Happy Fall! Solarpunk Poetry, Judging Poetry Contests, Pumpkin Patches, Adventure and Hummingbirds
- At September 21, 2025
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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Happy Fall! Pumpkin Patches, Solarpunk Poetry, Judging Poetry Contests
Ah, the beginning of fall. The pumpkin patches are opening, the last of our flowers blooming. This week we had a ninety-degree day and a couple of days of wildfire smoke, so we aren’t feeling that welcome fall chill just yet.
Yesterday was the Writer’s Digest Virtual Poetry Conference, so I got to see my friend Mary Biddinger’s talk on prose poetry and flash fiction in the morning, then showered, dressed and did my own talk on Solarpunk poetry, which is a type of science fiction poetry that looks to a more hopeful future for ecology, equity, and humanity. Then I turned around and ran out of the house to make it to opening day of the Woodinville Pumpkin Farm at JB Family Growers. (Yes, it’s a lavender farm AND a pumpkin farm!) The sun was shining in a blue sky, although there was still a level of smoke that made me a little verklempt. It was so nice to roam around the beautiful sunflower maze, the broad pumpkin patch, and the towering corn maze. Are you feeling Fall yet?
- Glenn and I in sunflower maze
- Pumpkin display at JB’s Pumpkin Farm
- Holding little white pumpkins
- Glenn and I with pumpkin pyramid
I really overscheduled myself this September, so yes, I am still working on judging the SFPA’s poetry contest—now I’m just writing some comments to the winners. I read over 600 poems (often not on their own page, or in the same font, so that was fun!) and chose nine winners in Dwarf, Short, and Long categories. It reminded me that often judges aren’t looking to rule you out, they’re looking to rule you in. At least that’s how I do it. When you submit a poem to any contest, make sure it’s unique and that it stands out. This year, for instance, there were a lot of both Mars Rover and dragon poems, not bad subjects, but it makes it harder for me to discern the best of the lot. A French formal poem on colonialism in space? Yes, that caught my eye. I was also surprised by an overall lack of imagery—has imagery gone out of fashion again? Anyway, the contest winners will be announced soon enough.
Hummingbirds and Travel Plans
In case you thought I’d lost interest in photographing birds, I have not, and here is some proof. I’m even thinking of getting a new lens for my camera (they are super expensive, so I have to wait to buy them one at a time).
I also have some travel plans—going to a writing residency on one of the San Juan Islands in a few days, so trying to get ready for that. I also was offered the amazing opportunity to stay in Paris at a friend’s apartment for five months—but five months was tricky because the visa is harder to get than a three-month visa, and Glenn wouldn’t be legally allowed to work from remote. But it was awfully tempting! It made me think—do we shrink our lives too much out of fear? What if we could be living a more adventurous, larger life?
- Anna’s at pensemon
- Red throat, Anna’s hummer, cherry
- Anna’s hummingbird at fuchsia flower
What is stopping us? Our network of doctors, friends and family, or our comfortable routines? Our cats? I am not going to stop thinking about doing a longer-term Paris stay now that I have it in mind, maybe just for one or two months the first time instead of five. I’d love to go at Christmas, or around my birthday. Dream dream dream!
I’m also going to my friend Catherine Broadwall’s launch of Water Spell, her fairy-tale, pop-culture memoir of divorce, on the 25th at J. Bookwalter’s winery in Woodinville, and I’ll be helping open her reading (along with poets Kristine Iredale and Erika Wright). So, consider coming out for some wine and some poetry and poetic memoir. I believe there’s an open mic too?
I’ll be working on my book manuscript on the writing residency and conjuring up some new poems. I’m bringing some reading material too, as it will probably be raining for a good deal of the trip (end of September tends to herald the beginning of the rain season, which lasts through June). I’m hoping to see whales and foxes, but I’m really going to try to concentrate on the writing part.
Wishing you all adventurous Fall plans, and an excuse to pull away, have some alone time, and write!