The Poet (delayed)

Scott Edgar

I dabbled in poetry in high school and into my early 20's but then stopped writing for almost 20 years. A few years ago, a number of personal issues came to a head and I had no real choice but to face them and start working through them. As part of that working through them, I began writing poetry again and it has become a very powerful and effective tool for me in rediscovering and reconnecting with myself, which is at the heart of my recovery. In The Poet (delayed), I'll share some of my poetry and discuss it with different guests. But the real point of the podcast is to use my poetry to start conversations about trauma, healing and personal growth. read less
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Episodes

Episode 40: The Torchlight of Rescuers…
Jul 16 2024
Episode 40: The Torchlight of Rescuers…
In this episode, I was joined by Zach Wheatley. He is a friend, the son of a friend and the nephew of a friend…all at the same time. Zach just started his M.Ed program in school counseling at Utah Valley University. He also coaches football and lacrosse at Viewmont High School in Bountiful, Utah. And on top of all of that, he works as a Teen Center Coordinator in the newly established Teen Center Program at Viewmont High School which provides him an opportunity to support students who are lacking basic needs. On it’s website, www.daviseducationfoundation.org, the Teen Center Program is described as a supportive facility within a high school that provides resources and assistance to help students overcome barriers to learning. Teen Centers offer a space where students can access basic necessities, academic support and guidance, that help them thrive in both their academic and personal lives. Zach and I discussed his work at the Teen Center in light of a couple of my poems, “Dark Canopy” and “Moab”: DARK CANOPY Hopelessness covers me: Like a forest canopy On a moonless night It covers me. I see no way or path To deliver myself. And the darkness: It fills my eyes. And they are unable to see The torchlight Of rescuers who may approach. All is black and dead. Every gleam is only a phantom. And the only variations in light Are darker shadows Waiting to finish me off For good. MOAB This land, wounded and scarred and full of shadows, She turns his face to Her To see and he sees Her stillness and Her beauty And he understands What can be. I'd love to hear what you have to say about the episode including thoughts on the poetry and the topics that were discussed. You can email me at poetdelayed@gmail.com. My first book of poetry, My Mother Sleeps, is availabe for purchase at The King's English Bookshop (https://www.kingsenglish.com/search/author/%22Edgar%2C%20Scott%20R.%22) and Amazon.com (http://www.amazon.com/Scott-R.-Edgar/e/B0B2ZR7W41%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share) Holding my book at The King's English Bookshop https://files.fireside.fm/file/fireside-uploads/images/b/b1c4f464-ff8b-4fd1-8632-8c458a232c1a/olfoSxre.jpeg Special Guest: Zach Wheatley.
Episode 37: Don’t Worry Baby
Jun 25 2024
Episode 37: Don’t Worry Baby
I'd love to hear what you have to say about the episode including thoughts on the poetry and the topics that were discussed. You can email me at poetdelayed@gmail.com. Last July, I went to The Beach Boys’ concert at Deer Valley in Park City, Utah. Near the end of the concert, they played Don’t Worry Baby. I had heard the song before and always liked it, but I had never really listened to it. As I sat in the grass and Mike Love belted the song out, I heard it for the first time and it took on a whole new meaning. What seemed like silly lyrics that were there only because the amazing harmonies needed some lyrics became much deeper to me. I realized that in 2 minutes and 51 seconds, Brian Wilson conveyed a powerful story about vulnerability, love and safety. I left the next morning on a solo trip to Canyonlands National Park and ended up listening to Don’t Worry Baby on repeat for 3 days. I still listen to it on repeat regularly. Neither the music or the meaning ever gets old. In this episode, I use this song to discuss my observations and experiences related to vulnerability, love and safety in relationships, all types of relationships, and how that the lack of those three things contribute to an unfulfilled life. My first book of poetry, My Mother Sleeps, is availabe for purchase at The King's English Bookshop (https://www.kingsenglish.com/search/author/%22Edgar%2C%20Scott%20R.%22) and Amazon.com (http://www.amazon.com/Scott-R.-Edgar/e/B0B2ZR7W41%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share) Holding my book at The King's English Bookshop https://files.fireside.fm/file/fireside-uploads/images/b/b1c4f464-ff8b-4fd1-8632-8c458a232c1a/olfoSxre.jpeg
Episode 25: Terrible Potential (redux)
Aug 6 2023
Episode 25: Terrible Potential (redux)
TERRIBLE POTENTIAL I see it now For years I only sensed it Or saw the dissipating dust tails of its approach But it filled me with terror And there was no cover or protection So I ran As fast as my child stride could take me Not even knowing what it was – Only that it was coming But that made the fear so much more In my little mind So I ran harder Until I forgot why I was running – Only knowing that I couldn’t stop But I see it now Its shape is fluid and undefined And its terrible potential fills my mind I want to keep running – retreating But it won’t stop and It’s closing the gap and It’s more terrible than I ever thought But its real – I see it now And I know There’s no escape, there never was. But I want to keep running anyway Until it overtakes me I won’t see it coming; it will just happen and be done But my insufficient legs refuse to carry me anymore So I prostrate myself as an offering I know you’re coming, I whisper, And I offer myself willingly This is not defeat, I reassure myself Then lower my eyes And brace for its fury But my mind keeps moving – defiantly It knows truths that my body forgot And reminds me: You were born with claws And they’re with you still – And I remember and feel them They are deep, but I feel them and they are there So, I raise my body from the dirt and My eyes to the distance It is closer now – the gap disappearing But not my fear. My fear is growing (broadcast loudly by my beating heart) But I no longer want to run Nor offer myself willingly Instead, I watch it come and I wait – in fear, true But I wait to receive it And I steady myself. I have claws and I feel them And I will meet it face to face I have terrible potential too I feel it now. I'd love to hear what you have to say about the episode including thoughts on the poetry and the topics that were discussed. You can email me at poetdelayed@gmail.com. My first book of poetry, My Mother Sleeps, is availabe for purchase at The King's English Bookshop (https://www.kingsenglish.com/search/author/%22Edgar%2C%20Scott%20R.%22) and Amazon.com (http://www.amazon.com/Scott-R.-Edgar/e/B0B2ZR7W41%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share) Holding my book at The King's English Bookshop https://files.fireside.fm/file/fireside-uploads/images/b/b1c4f464-ff8b-4fd1-8632-8c458a232c1a/olfoSxre.jpeg