POETRY | Jana Cruder | HOME by William Goven
Housing Crisis Las Vegas, NV
P O E M – “That people could come into the world in a place they could not at first even name and had never known before; and that out of a nameless and unknown place they could grow and move around in it until its name they knew and called with love, and call it HOME, and put roots there, and love others there; so that whenever they left this place they would sing homesick songs about it and write poems of yearning for it, like a lover; …”
by William Goyen, House of Breath
For this assignment, I took it personally. The country is over run with empty houses. I was on a street in Las Vegas suburban neighborhood recently where on one street there were 13 foreclosed / short sale properties. The ones pictured here were all in a row … 4 in a row. I stopped and wondered where are the families, lovers, couples, friends now? Where are these people living??? The houses are empty and sad, the street is empty. Neighborhoods are emptying out. Where are people moving to? I never thought of things this way until I recently moved into my own home… It is very sad to think of people loosing their homes.
