April is National Poetry Month!
Go write something!
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April is National Poetry Month!
Go write something!
https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/tracy-k-smith?gclid=Cj0KCQjw7YblBRDFARIsAKkK-dJ7-GvT8ZekC-a8z1f1-MhZedlwN7JfIHroYXgv6-zP2cDPUd5GyRMaAlBPEALw_wcB
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As I prepare to step down as Hanover’s Poet Laureate, I am glad that I am passing the baton to Bitsy Sanders, because she loves writing as much as I do, and she sees the power of words. The title will be in good hands. Congratulations, Bitsy!
Five Degrees
Record cold temps
two months straight
polar vortex
notwithstanding
raw penetrates
the walls
as I sit
here in front
of the fire
huddled in
sweats and blankets
the chill remains
in feet and hands
in the deep part
inside me
rimed pit between
sternum and spine
deep frost numb
they say
that love burns
©2015 JD
http://www.eveningsun.com/News/ci_26153745/Haikus-in-Hanover:-Kids-hit-the-streets-at-poemwriting-workshop
Poet Laureate JoAnne Diodato bowed to the children attending the Haiku in the Streets workshop at Guthrie Memorial Library, asking “Now, who knows how to say hello in Japanese?”
The seven participants repeated “konnichiwa” to each other as they began the July 14 workshop on haiku poetry and the culture from which it originated.
Some of the students were as young as second grade, Diodato said, and the earlier you introduce children to poetry, the more likely they are to enjoy it as they grow up.
“Haikus are a more approachable form because it’s short and involves topics kids already have experience writing about,” Diodato said, adding that a haiku is a three-lined poem with a five-seven-five syllable pattern that communicates an emotion or experience related to nature.
“Making poetry fun shows them it’s not just something stuffy to learn about in school.”
It may sound easy, but expressing a thought in 17 syllables is pretty tough, Diodato said as she watched the kids help each other spell words and count syllables.
Once the poems were completed, group members went outside to decorate the library’s sidewalk with colorful chalk renditions of their work.
Eight-year-old Bella Crotty, who attended the workshop with her sister, said even though she doesn’t normally like poetry, the lesson was fun because she got to write her poem outside with chalk. Each line of her haiku, which was written about her favorite summer shoes, was in a different neon color and decorated with hearts.
Logan Reed was also excited to share his work with library-goers, commenting on how nice the sidewalk looks now with the group’s decorations. It gives people something to enjoy on their way to check out books, the seven-year-old said as he chalked out his haiku about reading.
via:
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Charles Wright, a native of Tennessee, author of 24 collections of poetry and winner of a National Book Award, a Pulitzer Prize, a National Book Critics Circle Award and a Bollingen Prize, has been appointed the next poet laureate of the United States.
According to The Washington Post, “In an advance copy of Thursday’s announcement, Librarian of Congress James H. Billington said, ‘Charles Wright is a master of the meditative, image-driven lyric. Wright’s body of work combines a Southern sensibility with an allusive expansiveness, for moments of singular musicality.’”
Learn more about Charles Wright by visiting The Poetry Foundation, or by picking up a copy of one of his books. The author himself, in the Post’s story, recommends 1984′s “The Other Side of the River” and his most recently published book, “Caribou.”
Today I am too sad for words, too sad to write anything poetically. Maya Angelou not only inspired so many of us, her words were some of the most powerful and moving things I have ever heard or read. We all lament her passing, and we all strive to be half the poet she was.
“Listen to yourself, and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God”—Maya Angelou’s final message
http://www.cnn.com/2014/05/28/us/maya-angelou-obit/
I wrote this song to celebrate the incredible experience of the Fairie Festival—enjoy!
Spoutwood Faerie Song
Come out, sweet Faeries, come out to play,
To celebrate Spring and the month of May.
The Green Man proclaimed a Festival day
For frolic and fun, both Mortals and Fae.
We’ll gather the Tribes from far and near:
Woodland and River will surely appear,
Mountain and Meadow, their air so clear
Bid welcome to Nature’s royalty dear.
Flitting and feasting and bubbles for some.
The Green Men protect and bless as they roam.
Fiddle and harp and pipes and drum
Delight King and Queen and all those who come.
The Bards will tell tales and stories of old:
Courage, adventure, and journeys unfold,
Copper bells gleaming and fortunes foretold
As Beltaine fires flame and turn all to gold.
“Kubiando” will echo all through the glade,
Music and dancing and wings arrayed,
Embers and Magick to light our way.
So come out, dear Faeries, come out and play!
© JD
The cave is empty
Mystery on the hillside
Radiant sunrise