When you see this, post a poem in your own journal.
This is from the collection, "Crown of Weeds"

Cul-de-sac~Amy Gerstler ( Read more... )

Morning!

[Considering the inevitable time iterations, it's no longer morning for half of you and is no longer Sunday for a handful more. But we can *pretend* it's still Sunday morning. Yay for the arbitrary nature of time!]

kimberly_tries had posted this poem earlier today. I'm re-posting it over here, because...well, it struck a chord with me, and I wanted to ( Read more... )

Happy last day of April everyone!

And thus we reach the end of full-out poetic spamming. :) Thank you for commenting/ sharing your thoughts/linking me to poems throughout this month. I've enjoyed the process and am grateful for your indulgences. I intend to do a daily special round-up, for navigational ease [most likely on Friday] - but today I want ( Read more... )

This was not the poem I intended to post today. But, I started with goosebumps and finished re-reading in almost tears, so...

Instructions
~Neil Gaiman

Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never

saw before.

Say "please" before you open the latch,

go through,

walk down the path.

A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted

front door,

as a knocker,

do not ( Read more... )

I have yet to hear a poet who is as gifted a storyteller as Maj Ragain. I am admittedly quite biased - this is the man who I consider my first true poetry mentor. This piece is from his book, Fresh Oil, Loose Gravel.

A Man I Knew
~ Maj Ragain

A man I knew 
spent years one winter 
making a fence of his own ribs. 
Took his weather as he willed 
in that ( Read more... )

Happy Friday!

And lo! How she rambles about NaNo...
Once again I am forcibly reminded that large, insane projects with firm deadlines are my lifeblood; I am happiest racing the clock and myself. The trick I've discovered is simple: do not over-think [a motto that it might be wise to post above my PC or by the bathroom mirror, to avert future ( Read more... )

I love Pablo Neruda. He makes it so *easy*, with his lush and seductive verse. I've been a sucker for Neruda since I first heard his untranslated poems read at an open poetry reading, some ten years ago. No matter what language [there are some marvelous translators who have stepped up to the plate on his behalf], his words are just...mouth-watering ( Read more... )

That five things meme proved quite evocative, reminding me of things I love. It had me scrambling for the poetry shelf, reviewing verse I hadn't realized I'd even missed. One of the books that maintains a consistent presence in my thoughts, however, is Amy Gerstler's Ghost Girl. It's a marvelous collection filled with sly wit, beautiful language ( Read more... )