Jess Walter is a local writer here in Spokane. I've been immensely enjoying his and Sherman Alexie's podcast, "A Tiny Sense of Accomplishment." I listened to episode 2 last night on my way to the grocery store, and Jess read his poem, "Song of Spokane." I laughed. It was a breath of fresh air. I… Continue reading Jess Walter’s Song of Spokane
So yesterday was day 5, but I didn't post because life was happening all over me. I am sure that I will be forgiven. ❤ The Rules* Rule #1: Don't run off. (Nana came up with this one.) Meaning: We love you and you can't get run over by a car. You can't get kidnapped,… Continue reading The 5 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 5 (ahem)
Confessions I joined the YMCA so that I could get healthy. They have childcare, and you can shuck your kids there for up to two hours each day while you work out. On day one or two of childcare, my baby girl caught a virus of the nose - the cruds, basically - and, of… Continue reading Five Day Poetry Challenge, Day 4
The Tyranny of the Pacifier Binkies for babies that Glow in the dark: So easy to find in the middle of the night! What will they think of next?
My computer took forever to start this morning, so I wrote it out old style, with a fountain pen and a lovely journal by decomposition books. I had a few erstwhile quiet moments, before life started happening all over me. This is as far as I got. (Something about The hubs' spirit animal being the… Continue reading The 5 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 2
The 5 Day Poetry Challenge. Here is how it was explained to me … if you accept your nomination, then you are challenged to write and post a new poem each day, over the course of five days. Your piece should appear on Facebook, and your blog, if you have one. You also must nominate… Continue reading The 5 Day Poetry Challenge.
♡ Don’t get me wrong. I love me some Shakespeare. This is awesome, though.
“In his arms, my lady lay asleep, wrapped in a veil. He woke her then and trembling and obedient she ate that burning heart out of his hand. Weeping I saw him then depart from me.
“Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her? Find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight, and ache for him?”
— Dante Alighieri, La Vita Nuova, First Sonnet.
(Everyone else is quoting Shakespeare today; I just figured I’d go in the other direction.)
I think this is two versions of the same poem that I was working on, somewhere around 2004. I found them when I was cleaning out my email this morning, in an email to my brother, the writer. (I'm not sure he ever responded, but that happens to us.) I am an infrequent poet, at… Continue reading Poetry, from the archives
There's this "jazz haiku" by a friend of mine, Michael G. "Freedom rings. Is your cellphone on vibrate?" that is kind of funky. and, honestly, it's either the poem below or "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost. or "The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock" by TS Eliot. or, "i thank you… Continue reading poetry meme (I have trouble picking favorites.)