Jan3
lovely.
Category Archives: poetry
Dec1
the timeless power of poetry and love.
take a moment out of your day to be moved by this very short film
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credits: aleteia, barr pictures, open hands open hearts
Oct1
october breathed poetry.
October breathed poetry —
beautiful and glowing.
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~Terri Guillemets, “Tenth verse,” 2018,
blackout poetry created from
Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891
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painting credit: ‘autumn tree’, deborah mcgee, watercolor on paper
Apr17
can u haiku?
make way on the path
stepping creeping lime grows close
foot of goliath
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in honor of international haiku poem day
why not take a stab at it?
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“poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.”
-czeslaw milosz
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scio woods, ann arbor, michigan, usa – spring 2020
Mar21
to the poets.
Wole Soyinka, playwright, poet and Nobel Laureate, reads an original poem written for children at the high-level meeting of the General Assembly on the occasion of the thirtieth anniversary of the adoption of the Convention on the Rights of the Child.
Celebrating the linguistic expression
of our common humanity
Poetry reaffirms our common humanity by revealing to us that individuals, everywhere in the world, share the same questions and feelings. Poetry is the mainstay of oral tradition and, over centuries, can communicate the innermost values of diverse cultures.
In celebrating World Poetry Day, March 21, UNESCO recognizes the unique ability of poetry to capture the creative spirit of the human mind.
A decision to proclaim March 21 as World Poetry Day was adopted during UNESCO’s 30th session held in Paris in 1999.
One of the main objectives of the Day is to support linguistic diversity through poetic expression and to offer endangered languages the opportunity to be heard within their communities.
The observance of World Poetry Day is also meant to encourage a return to the oral tradition of poetry recitals, to promote the teaching of poetry, to restore a dialogue between poetry and the other arts such as theatre, dance, music and painting, to support small publishers and create an attractive image of poetry in the media, so that the art of poetry will no longer be considered an outdated form of art, but one which enables society as a whole to regain and assert its identity. As poetry continues to bring people together across continents, all are invited to join in.
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“poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.”
-robert frost
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credits: photo: UN Photo/Mark Garten, UNESCO
Jan19
bread.
one of my dreams this year
is to learn to make bread from scratch
I look forward to
the peace, the poetry, the adventure.
the crust.
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“peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.”
-pablo neruda
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image credit: lamag.com
Nov16
in praise of ironing.
Poetry is pure white.
It emerges from water covered with drops,
is wrinkled, all in a heap.
It has to be spread out, the skin of this planet,
has to be ironed out, the sea’s whiteness;
and the hands keep moving, moving,
the holy surfaces are smoothed out,
and that is how things are accomplished.
Every day, hands are creating the world,
fire is married to steel,
and canvas, linen, and cotton come back
from the skirmishings of the laundries,
and out of light a dove is born –
pure innocence returns out of the swirl.
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–in praise of ironing by Pablo Neruda, translated by Alastair Reid
Oct27
sunday in october.
sunday in october
the farmer, in the pride of sea-worn acres,
showed me his honey mill, the honey-gate.
late afternoon was busy on the land,
the sun was a warm gauzy providence.
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the honey mill, the honey-gate. and then,
near by, the bees. they came in from the fields,
the sun behind them, from the fields and trees,
like soft banners, waving from the sea.
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he told me of their thousands, their ways,
of pounds of honey in the homely apiaries.
the stores were almost full, in autumn air,
against the coming chill, and the long cold.
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he was about ready to rob them now,
the combs. he’d leave them just enough to keep them.
I thought it a rather subtle point point he made,
wishing providence would be as sure of us.
-richard eberhart
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image credit: danny1970
Apr1
april one.
“the exact day I became a poet was april 1, 1965,
the day I bought my first typewriter.”
-august wilson
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in honor of poetry month.
mine was the day I learned to hold a pencil
and found a scrap of paper to scribble on.
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image credit: daskeyboard
Mar27
a poem begins.
a poem begins with a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong,
a homesickness, a lovesickness.
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happy birthday, robert frost – born march 1874
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image credit: maurice shapiro – woodland sketch
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