Friday, April 1, 2022

NaPoWriMo 22

 In 1996, Academy of American Poets launched National Poetry Month. Poetry keeps me grounded, helps me heal, helps me climb the mountains I was never prepared to overcome. How about you?

 To celebrate, I will try to participate in the National Poetry Writing month NaPoWriMo. Yea, yea, "Do or do not. There is no try" but life, you know. 

Anyway, in some parts of the world sakura blooms are flowing down the river and in others, buds are still kissing the cold air. It's poetry time!

Anyway for your reading pleasure, here is an example of found poetry by Tracy K. Smith. A very powerful poem that Tracy 'found' in the Declaration of Independence

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/11/06/declaration



Tuesday, March 29, 2022

War News

 No good news. 

Not even meh news. 
It's war. 
It's tears. 
It's the worst of human nature.

Open door poetry magazine's March issue was a cry to rally behind Ukraine. I knew I just had to be a part of it.  
And I wonder when will it stop? When?

Wednesday, March 9, 2022

Solstice tears

Winter seems to run into swings and with the spring solstice so close by, my mind goes back a few months ago, to the longest night of the year. Now, I hear and watch news and feel that the night keeps going on and on.

The night that humanity is under, keeps spreading its ink. Just when you think that humanity can sink no lower, there seems to be another rung under the lowest rung and we are rapidly slipping down.  

Lower.  And lower.