Too many poets.
Too little rhyme.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
time —
a snapshot seen by eyes &mdash what?
a tree, a carpet, a sleeve, a hairline, a beach —
subsumes all past and future
a tree, a carpet, a sleeve, a hairline, a beach —
subsumes all past and future
Friday, July 10, 2009
What Does a Poet Do?
- Writes creative titles
– Writes titles that hint about the poem; chooses words for a special reason - Says things in unusual ways
– Might leave out, make up, or repeat words just for the fun of itand to make us think - Uses powerful vocabulary
– Chooses words carefully
– Uses Wow! words to catch our attention - Uses punctuation in special ways
– Uses punctuation for a special purpose and to help the reader - Arranges words in different and unusual ways
– Helps us see and hear all the different lines in the poem as we read - Makes comparisons
– Looks for unusual things to compare
– Uses comparisons to make us think - Shares feelings
– Sets a mood; might make us feel sad,happy,cheerful,silly, amazed,or concerned - Paints mental pictures
– Describes using colors,sounds, sights,smells,feelings,actions, and thoughts as tools - Shares messages and ideas
– Chooses words and phrases carefully to share the message, to help us think,and to help us enjoy the poem - Plays with words
– Mixes the order of words, tries new endings,and looks carefully at every word to see where it fits best
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Specific Writing Assignments
Step Up to Writing • Primary
Thursday, July 2, 2009
My crispy sheets white linen bed
Crisp sheets air-cooled in darkness lie
Pillows — like clouds my head surround —
Floating above the sheets I fly.
Oh my! — What sleep — what dream — profound.
My life asleep reposed from wake
Lives in a fiction prose I read;
But what is real is when I make
My crispy sheets white linen bed.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
He took a hike not on a trail
He* took a hike not on a trail
Condemning all his own law fail,
His Man & Woman one accord,
He meets his due from his Book's tale —
He never understood his Lord —
Of those who live by their own sword.
You can go
a long way waving
the Confederate battle
flag and the Holy Bible
in South Carolina,
even with a Latina lover
in Buenos Aires'
and New York City's
dens of inituities.
And the white-nationalist party
tea parties
will be held to remember you
in their prayers.
* the Confederate governor of South Carolina
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Wizardly wishes
The stray black-haired cat,
Stellar blue-eyes, sat
On the steps to my home,
His mouth purring, "Come."
My hand outstretched,
His whiskers fetched.
The wish, I advanced:
My heart be lanced
By a stunning apparition
Of sudden transmutation.
I shook as I stood
And then understood
What the cat-form became:
"Merlin's my name."
posted to Read Write Poem prompt #80:
what i could never tell my mother
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
"Corso – The Last Beat” — now playing in Taormina
The World Premiere of “Corso – The Last Beat” will be hosted by the Taormina Film Festival (Sicily) (June 13 – 20). As an official entry at Taormina, “Corso…” will compete in the “Beyond the Mediterranean” section, among 8 films chosen by Taormina’s Artistic Director Deborah Young. “It is just right Festival to launch ‘Corso…’ To have an Italian debut for the U. S.’s most significant Italian-American poet would thrill Gregory Corso. I’m delighted myself” commented director, Gustave Reininger. “80% of “Corso…” was shot in Italy, France and Greece, which are major contributors to Taormina.”
World Premiere at Taormina Film Festival (Siciliy)
Hopefully — this is a good sign the movie is on its way to a US Fall general release.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
A hotel Bible-thumber
I'm thumbing through a Holy Bible by
A hotel suite crisp-white bed pillows laid
There, side by side with textured truth and lie,
A spread of golden sun and sham of jade.
Who was that god — that fiend — who killed the kids
Within the walls of Jericho? Who then
Spouts off a hateful book of laws, and rids
The land of all therein who do not bend?
But then — a contradicting text appears,
Which says "The old said that, but I say this."
Where now the one with wealth and power fears:
Make peace, not war, its lecturing insists.
I close the book that says that no one can
Be born again but still Republican.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Genesis 1
| Thus | our physics' once perfect symmetry |
| spontaneously, | ubiquitously |
| shattered and fragmented | relentlessly, |
| once balanced squarely, | tumbled unfairly, |
| whence all — our stars', | our selves' — reality. |
Note: Without the haphazard — 'spontaneous' — breaking of the 'no-thing-ness' of symmetry there would only be a universe with no masses, no bodies, no anything:
Discovery Of 'Broken Symmetry' At Subatomic Level Earns 2008 Nobel Prize In Physics ScienceDaily Oct. 7, 2008
Saturday, June 13, 2009
HiDef
(the transition to DTV+HDTV)
Pixelated petals pouting about
Once-smooth faces' new pores,
Sharpened — grass blades
Cutting into cleated feet pouring
Over every detail — hyperreal
Imaging dulling imagining.
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