Daily Prompt Love <3 Yeahhh, the Sean Spicer Prompt
12 April 2017
Make art about willful ignorance.
Posts tagged ‘Art as Prayer’
Happy National Poetry Month <3 Her Kind, Anne Sexton
Her Kind
I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light: lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind. A woman like that is not a woman, quite. I have been her kind. I have found the warm caves in the woods, filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves, closets, silks, innumerable goods; fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves: whining, rearranging the disaligned. A woman like that is misunderstood. I have been her kind. I have ridden in your cart, driver, waved my nude arms at villages going by, learning the last bright routes, survivor where your flames still bite my thigh and my ribs crack where your wheels wind. A woman like that is not ashamed to die. I have been her kind.
Daily Prompt Love <3 You Have a Right To
11 April 2017
One of the greatest gifts I’ve received in this life was a single statement. A wise and caring man said to me, “You know, you have a right to peace of mind.”
The simplicity of what he said stunned me in that moment. It also revealed to me how I, for too many reasons to list, more often than not, stood in my own way toward achieving that peace.
Had a wonderful and heartbreaking conversation with my students last night about just this thing, about what keeps them from ‘peace of mind.’ Worries and expectations, the fears they hold for the future, their own and the future of our planet. We talked about articulating these barriers, and about releasing them.
Make art about peace of mind.
Daily Prompt Catch-Up <3 Family, Ground, and Grief
8 April 2017
First Birthday party today for my grandson!
Make art about the miracles of family.
9 April 2017
Tilling in the summer garden today.
Make art about breaking ground.
10 April 2017
A friend of mine lost ten family members in the recent tragic events in Syria.
Make art about extreme loss, or extreme grief.
Monday Must Read! The Life and Times of Persimmon Wilson, Nancy Peacock
I LOVE this book 🙂
The fabulous and loving Nancy Peacock is the author of the novels Life Without Water and Home Across the Road, as well as the memoir, A Broom of One’s Own: Words on Writing, Housecleaning, and Life. She currently teaches writing classes and workshops in and around Chapel Hill, North Carolina, where she lives with her husband Ben. Her most recent novel, The Life and Times of Persimmon Wilson is a definite must read!
Buy The Life and Times of Persimmon Wilson
Praise for The Life and Times of Persimmon Wilson
“ ‘I have been to hangings before, but never my own…’ From this riveting beginning to the last perfect word, Nancy Peacock grabs her reader by the throat and makes him hang on for dear life as the action moves from a Louisiana sugar plantation to life among the western Comanches, bringing to blazing life her themes of race and true love caught in the throes of history. The Life and Times of Persimmon Wilson is as deeply moving and exciting an American saga as has ever been penned.” -Lee Smith, Author of Guests on Earth and Dime Store
“Such a powerful story, so beautifully written. Peacock captures the era perfectly, with just the right amount of historical detail woven seamlessly into the fabric of the story. Unlike some historical novels loaded with digressions that are merely undigested chunks of raw research, this book is just the opposite—a fully realized world with rich, vivid characters. The novel hard to put down—and impossible to forget.” Donna Lucey – author of Sargent’s Women: Four Lives Behind the Canvas
“A magnificent, immersive, breathtaking work of historical fiction. Nancy Peacock has written a beautifully crafted, richly detailed novel inhabited by morally complex and fully realized characters, enthralling and heartbreaking in equal measure.” -Jennifer Chiaverini – author of Mrs. Lincoln’s Dressmaker
Buy Nancy’s Other Wonderful Books!
More from Nancy Online
https://pamlicowritersgroup.wordpress.com/2014/01/03/interview-with-nancy-peacock/
http://wunc.org/post/maid-novelist-writer-s-journey#stream/0
Reading
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ho5sSIHC7Mg
Interview
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTmcvRmpNkI
Happy Reading!
xo
Mary
Praise for Persimmon Wilson
Friday Call for Submissions Love <3 One Person's Trash, Inaugural Issue: Advocating, Empowering, Truth-Telling About the Homeless
Inaugural Issue of One Person’s Trash Call for Submissions
Submissions accepted year-round.
One Person’s Trash literary journal is looking for poetry and prose submissions to run in our May launch issue. We tell homeless tales and seek work in conversation with the streets. We want poetry, cnf, and fiction that connects to the reality that half a million men women and children sleep outside in the US every night. We want work that advocates, empowers, and/or just tells the truth.
Submission guidelines at www.onepersonstrash.org.
Happy National Poetry Month! Gratitude by Susan Ludvigson <3
The boat is a boat gliding
down the river whose fragrance
spins us to shady places
under apple trees
and into bedrooms. When
it ties up at shore,
the soul and drifts and returns.
More and more I see
how everything goes together.
There is such grace
in this reconciliation–
even the stomach, that restless
loner, begins to understand.
Surely the body is mind’s
gift to the soul. How else
would the dance of ecstacy begin
except in the muscles, in how
the eyes light on beauty,
and expand it, blue
when it needs blue?
Think how love penetrates
like music, rhythm
overpowering stasis,
as the nerves, the pulse
propel us toward moonlight,
and how the body celebrates
wholeness, its first desire.
Daily Prompt Love <3 Reborn
6 April 2017
Birthday Prompt 😀 Ripening of the Fig, y’all! 😀
Make art inspired by this.
“There was a charm in being reborn into the world when one was old enough to appreciate it.” ―Thomm Quackenbush
Happy National Poetry Month! <3 A Pity, We Were Such a Good Invention by Yehuda Amichai
A Pity, We Were Such a Good Invention
by Yehuda Amichai
Translation by Assia Gutmann
They amputated
Your thighs off my hips.
As far as I’m concerned
They are all surgeons. All of them.
They dismantle us
Each from the other.
As far as I’m concerned
They are all engineers. All of them.
A pity. We were such a good
And loving invention.
An aeroplane made from a man and wife.
Wings and everything.
We hovered a little above the earth.
We even flew a little.
Mary Carroll-Hackett: Poetry and Prose 
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