This episode was an honor and pleasure creating. I was able to talk my professor, but one of my biggest poetic influences, Dr. Jim Goar. Coming to Elizabeth City State University back in 2022, I was conflicted with where I wanted to go and who I wanted to be. He instilled the mindset of “letting the poem live.” Taking a step back and growing as a poet outside the poetry is a lesson that will always create a new meaning.
Thank you Dr. Goar for being a beacon of creativity and helping me within the current early stages of poetry!
The Last Wave By Devon Riddick There’s this “proverbial wave” the county over keeps speaking of.. Ever heard of it? Spooky kind of.. if you really think about it. The Very Last Wave on the luscious shore. There’s some really rough undertones when did you realize every surf board made after this moment, will lose its meaning? It’s true distortion. Like, how can there just be one final wave, and there’s water everywhere? Water in us, we might as well become part of the moment.. am I right? *shattering silence The whispers wither on as the conversation continues with more silence, and more silence, and more silence. Until this wave is being breathed again. “So.. this wave you speak of..” The belief of being its very last seems very anti-consumer for most people. It’s very hard to digest when put into deep thought and perspective. So let’s break it down. The last breath of innocence, concentration, culture, then said culture being falsely claimed and appropriated, then commercialized genocide being accepted by the masses. Common contradiction from the narrator, speaking as if he’s in the room of a broken man holding his broken future in the palm of his hands. How could you turn a naked eye to a naked soul being strapped away from its creator. Every thought mentioned gets washed away for eternity of the Last Wave. We all seem to forget or take advantage of time man. Why do we forget about the time that was gifted to us all? I think maybe it’s because we forget how powerful time really is. Like as I’m breathing life, Time is gone. Wasted in the nothingness or meaningful euphoria.
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Interview W/ Jim Goar