Amanda Hayden
Poet Laureate of Sinclair Community College
Join Prof. Amanda Hayden to get excited about poetry and writing! We’ll discuss ways to listen for and pay attention to moments of inspiration. We will look at a specific poem written for Fall Conference (“Learning a Manual”) and unpack how the poem evolved, the imagery it harnesses, the idea that sparked it, and the cathartic nature of writing a poem about a beloved person and/or grief.
Join Prof. Amanda Hayden to get excited about poetry and writing! We’ll discuss ways to listen for and pay attention to moments of inspiration. We will look at a specific poem written for Fall Conference (“Learning a Manual”) and unpack how the poem evolved, the imagery it harnesses, the idea that sparked it, and the cathartic nature of writing a poem about a beloved person and/or grief.
We will also focus on the pure joy of writing poetry when you are not a professional writer, English major, etc. and appreciate that we each have a story worthy of being told and a voice that is worthy of being heard.
We will also focus on the pure joy of writing poetry when you are not a professional writer, English major, etc. and appreciate that we each have a story worthy of being told and a voice that is worthy of being heard.
12:00 PM, Wednesday October 20, 2021
12:00 PM, Wednesday October 20, 2021
Amanda Hayden
Amanda Hayden
Professor of Religion and Humanities, Department of Humanities, Government and Modern Languages; Poet Laureate, Sinclair Community College
Professor of Religion and Humanities, Department of Humanities, Government and Modern Languages; Poet Laureate, Sinclair Community College
A first-generation community college graduate, Hayden is a tenured Associate Professor at Sinclair, teaching Environmental Ethics, Eastern and Western Religions, Native American Studies, Philosophy and Humanities. She holds degrees in Philosophy, Psychology, and Comparative Religions, with research emphasis in Native American, Eastern, and Environmental Studies.
A first-generation community college graduate, Hayden is a tenured Associate Professor at Sinclair, teaching Environmental Ethics, Eastern and Western Religions, Native American Studies, Philosophy and Humanities. She holds degrees in Philosophy, Psychology, and Comparative Religions, with research emphasis in Native American, Eastern, and Environmental Studies.
She is the recipient of the League for Innovation Teaching Excellence Award (2020), the Professor of the Year for HGML (2019-2020), the SOCHE Teaching Excellence Award (2017), and was recognized in Ohio Magazine’s Excellence in Education issue (2017).
She is the recipient of the League for Innovation Teaching Excellence Award (2020), the Professor of the Year for HGML (2019-2020), the SOCHE Teaching Excellence Award (2017), and was recognized in Ohio Magazine’s Excellence in Education issue (2017).
Hayden has been writing journals, books, articles, short stories, speeches - and her favorite - poems, for nearly four decades. In Spring 2021, she wrote and published a children’s book about her family’s rescue animals, Windy Chicken Farm Animal Rescue, and is currently working on a travel poetry project.
Hayden has been writing journals, books, articles, short stories, speeches - and her favorite - poems, for nearly four decades. In Spring 2021, she wrote and published a children’s book about her family’s rescue animals, Windy Chicken Farm Animal Rescue, and is currently working on a travel poetry project.
Poems by Amanda Hayden
Poems by Amanda Hayden
Learning a Manual
Learning a Manual
(Fall Conference – 8/18/21)
(Fall Conference – 8/18/21)
First, Furaha
First, Furaha
Queen, Mother, Alchemist
Queen, Mother, Alchemist
No one
No one
could ever follow you
could ever follow you
My Dad taught me
My Dad taught me
to drive a stick shift
to drive a stick shift
when I was 15
when I was 15
in a pocket-sized
in a pocket-sized
jaw rattling
jaw rattling
’81 Volkswagen Rabbit, diesel
’81 Volkswagen Rabbit, diesel
Neutral state
Neutral state
one foot on the brake
one foot on the brake
clutch to a torn floorboard
clutch to a torn floorboard
Gearstick a hard left and up
Gearstick a hard left and up
Release the break, ease the clutch
Release the break, ease the clutch
(slowly), accelerate
(slowly), accelerate
We jerk forward, clattering engine exhales, along with my Dad
We jerk forward, clattering engine exhales, along with my Dad
“Hey, lead foot, listen to me”
“Hey, lead foot, listen to me”
Imagine the pedals delicate, like puppy feet
Imagine the pedals delicate, like puppy feet
Push one little puppy foot forward
Push one little puppy foot forward
release one little puppy foot back.
release one little puppy foot back.
More lurching, stalling, cursing
More lurching, stalling, cursing
teenaged “I can’t do this”
teenaged “I can’t do this”
“Yes, you can”
“Yes, you can”
Dad carefully repeats each direction
Dad carefully repeats each direction
as if imparting a family recipe
as if imparting a family recipe
Release, press, shift, left and up, release, press
Release, press, shift, left and up, release, press
Puppy paws puppy paws puppy paws
Puppy paws puppy paws puppy paws
And then…I feel the catch
And then…I feel the catch
this moment of magic after my breath and arm and foot ballet
this moment of magic after my breath and arm and foot ballet
We are the Champions echoes in my ears
We are the Champions echoes in my ears
Interrupted only when Dad says, okay, good, now time to shift
Interrupted only when Dad says, okay, good, now time to shift
Because after all of that
Because after all of that
We are still
We are still
only in first gear
only in first gear
I am in this memory
I am in this memory
as we “come back” to “start again”
as we “come back” to “start again”
Some of you have been crouched in runners’ stance
Some of you have been crouched in runners’ stance
just waiting for the air horn
just waiting for the air horn
I hope I’m not alone
I hope I’m not alone
In feeling I’ve been circling a mostly empty parking lot
In feeling I’ve been circling a mostly empty parking lot
trying to get into (and out of) first gear
trying to get into (and out of) first gear
Most days thankful to feel the catch at all
Most days thankful to feel the catch at all
This year, I lost my Dad
This year, I lost my Dad
All of us collectively enduring devastating
All of us collectively enduring devastating
significant loss
significant loss
Grief in all shades and varieties
Grief in all shades and varieties
All while circling in a blurry, disorienting loop of time
All while circling in a blurry, disorienting loop of time
We are hesitant at best, terrified at worst
We are hesitant at best, terrified at worst
Exhausted before we even begin.
Exhausted before we even begin.
Can we choose to see this in each other? To see each other?
Can we choose to see this in each other? To see each other?
Can we admit there is so little
Can we admit there is so little
we can truly control (is there anything?)
we can truly control (is there anything?)
Maybe, maybe not
Maybe, maybe not
But we can influence
But we can influence
We are academics after all
We are academics after all
Influence each other with our patience, our compassion
Influence each other with our patience, our compassion
our students with our vulnerability, our understanding
our students with our vulnerability, our understanding
ourselves by gifting these graces inward, genuinely
ourselves by gifting these graces inward, genuinely
I drove that Rabbit for years
I drove that Rabbit for years
I don’t have my Dad here in my passenger seat anymore
I don’t have my Dad here in my passenger seat anymore
or maybe I do
or maybe I do
But, 30 years later, I hear his voice clearly
But, 30 years later, I hear his voice clearly
“When that clutch goes down, Mandy,
“When that clutch goes down, Mandy,
you can’t do it half-way, you press that baby
you can’t do it half-way, you press that baby
all the way to that floorboard.”
all the way to that floorboard.”
We still have days ahead of
We still have days ahead of
lurching and stalling, curses, and sighs
lurching and stalling, curses, and sighs
and “I can’t do this”
and “I can’t do this”
What we also have (and even stronger because of)
What we also have (and even stronger because of)
Is our relentless compassion
Is our relentless compassion
Press that baby all the way to the floor board
Press that baby all the way to the floor board
Even when our jaws are rattling
Even when our jaws are rattling
No One Knows Where Mozart is Buried
No One Knows Where Mozart is Buried
(An Afternoon in Vienna)
(An Afternoon in Vienna)
Horse drawn carriage
Horse drawn carriage
click clack click clack
click clack click clack
driver in a top hat
driver in a top hat
He tips the brim and holds my eyes
He tips the brim and holds my eyes
lips reveal hushed German secrets
lips reveal hushed German secrets
a cigarette unrolls from his left palm
a cigarette unrolls from his left palm
Near the cathedral
Near the cathedral
with the glorious, pointed steeple
with the glorious, pointed steeple
Graffiti images bathe the alleys
Graffiti images bathe the alleys
one a barn-red penis, also pointed up
one a barn-red penis, also pointed up
two matching red circles suspended below
two matching red circles suspended below
Anti-Neo-Nazi pamphlets in between
Anti-Neo-Nazi pamphlets in between
Across the ashen alley
Across the ashen alley
a stern-faced goddess
a stern-faced goddess
grips a patina wreath in each cold grasp
grips a patina wreath in each cold grasp
Her bronzed body
Her bronzed body
cool and slick
cool and slick
I expect to hear piano quartets
I expect to hear piano quartets
Instead, I hear the grind of skateboard wheels
Instead, I hear the grind of skateboard wheels
and the slaps of wooden deck
and the slaps of wooden deck
clack clack, clack clack
clack clack, clack clack
Viennese adolescents practicing ollies
Viennese adolescents practicing ollies
what would it be to grow up in Vienna?
what would it be to grow up in Vienna?
acne, vulnerability, first kisses, heartache and fear
acne, vulnerability, first kisses, heartache and fear
Same as anywhere, really
Same as anywhere, really
just beneath a canopy of 14th century bridges
just beneath a canopy of 14th century bridges
and aloof eyes of 17th century statues
and aloof eyes of 17th century statues
Unnoticed by the Old-World woman
Unnoticed by the Old-World woman
laboring through the fogged park with her cane
laboring through the fogged park with her cane
no matter to the pigeons with their Old-World wings
no matter to the pigeons with their Old-World wings
Books by Amanda Hayden
Books by Amanda Hayden
Windy Chicken Farm Rescue
by Amanda Hayden and Jimmy Ryan
-Inspiring stories told by the Rescues themselves!
"Delightful from beginning to end."
-Zella Falcon Cook, Cook's Garden
"This family is an example of love in action."
-Professor Gwen Helton, Chair of Mental Health and Addiction Services
Learn more about Windy Chicken Farm
Learn more about Windy Chicken Farm
Established in 2017, Windy Chicken Farm is a Veteran owned and operated 5 acre homestead/market garden and animal rescue that utilizes regenerative and sustainable practices while following our daily mantra:
WORK LOVE SPIRIT
Additional Resources from Poet Laureate Amanda Hayden
Additional Resources from Poet Laureate Amanda Hayden
Links to writers and resources that inspire!
Links to writers and resources that inspire!
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