From Notes to a Winning Poem, Professor Dave Newman Wins Poetry Award
by Skyler Currie
Rattle Magazine, an international literary magazine that promotes the practice of poetry, provides writers the chance to make submissions and win awards. One in particular, the Readers’ Choice Award, provides Rattle subscribers the opportunity to vote for their favorite submission.
The Rattle Magazine 2024 Reader’s Choice Award winner is none other than Pitt-Greensburg’s Assistant Professor of Creative and Professional Writing, Dave Newman.
Newman’s poem, “I’M TRYING TO LEAD THIS OLD-TIMEY VETERAN,” was one of over 5,000 submissions. Out of these, 10 finalist poems were voted on by readers, with his poem coming out on top.
“It was cool to win a prize, especially one chosen by the readers of Rattle, a journal I really admire,” Newman says.
Newman’s poem was inspired by events that took place when Newman worked at the Veterans Hospital in Pittsburgh.
“I used to work in the VA, so I got to write about some of the happenings in the hospital and how people interact with each other and the frustrations, but also the kindness that happens in those places, which is really important,” Newman says.
The writing method for this poem wasn’t an easy one. Newman explains that he had to avoid writing exactly what happened to abide by privacy laws and regulations.
“I’d take some notes, forget about the notes, find the notes, then try to change the notes into something that looks like it happened but didn’t. It was really a process,” he says.
Rattle subscribers enjoyed Newman’s poem, and some shared their opinions on why they voted for it.
“Real life in honest words. An important reminder of the importance of shared humanity and kindness,” Linea Jantz writes.
Betsy Mars agrees.
“It was a difficult choice, but the voice and the observant way in which this poem captures this particular experience won me over.”
The Rattle Readers’ Choice award comes with a $5,000 prize. The winner is selected from the 10 finalists for the annual Rattle Poetry Prize, one of the biggest poetry competitions in the world. All finalists receive $500, with the Rattle Poetry Prize top winner receiving $15,000. This year’s winner was Arthur Russell for his poem “Among Other Things.”
The Insider would like to congratulate Professor Newman for this achievement.
Here is the poem:
I’M TRYING TO LEAD THIS OLD-TIMEY VETERAN
to the small room where I can interview him
for a research study on back pain
but his legs don’t work well
which is not an uncommon problem
for guys who served in the Army
when they were teenagers
or in their early 20s
guys whose only options
were factory or minimum wage
or living with their parents forever
and this woman
who was in the Airforce
who has never been
in a research study
but who I see
around the hospital
who I notice
because she is often loud
this woman who was maybe
in a war I missed
and there are a lot of little wars
you realized you’ve missed
once you start working
with the folks who fought
and she sits in the waiting room
and shouts at random vets
her peers, saying “The cunts
have arrived without notice”
until a security guard
who is probably a vet
walks over and says
“Hey, you can’t shout that”
and she’s says
“I’m sorry, I just get pissed”
and instead of arresting her
or berating her for the insults
he plops down in the chair
next to her in the waiting room
like it’s a recliner
and says “No, I get it”
and they start chatting
just like she hadn’t cunt-bashed
the entire room at a volume
that distorted her face
and I finally get my vet
into the room
to start interviewing him
for the research study
guiding him to a chair
then rolling him to a table
then leaning his cane
nearby so he feels safe
and while I pull out the forms
and a pen and couple pieces
of butterscotch hard candy
I offer to all the research
participants because they’re old
and their throats get dry
he reaches across the table
and touches my hand
and says “She’s had it hard”
like he knows her but he doesn’t
and I almost tear up, seeing how
much he cares for her, this woman
who wanted to belittle the world
and that’s the kind of compassion
I’ve been striving for, working for
and failing at for my whole
fucking life.

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