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Happy National Poetry Month <3 Her Kind, Anne Sexton

Her Kind

Anne Sexton

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.



wild woman

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. 

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. 

max laughing

 

9 April 2017

Tilling in the summer garden today.

Make art about breaking ground. 

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. 

grief-reaction

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.

body in water

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

born

 

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.
flight

Daily Prompt Love <3 What I Found in the Wild 

5 April 2017

My company this morning ❤ 

Make art about the comfort of wild things. 

hawk

 

Happy National Poetry Month! Beginning by Lia Purpura

BEGINNING

In the beginning,
in the list of begats,
one begat
got forgot:
work begets work
(one poem
bears
the next).
In other words,
once there was air,
a bird
could be got.
Not taken.
Not kept.
But conjured up.

conjure bird

Daily Prompt Love <3 What Holds Us Up

3 April 2017

I dreamt of bones last night 🙂 Not surprising. Anyone who knows me know I have an ongoing fascination–obsession–with bones, the white and click of them, the stories they tell (that anthropology background asserting itself). I recently recovered from a broken bone, a double hairline fracture inside that taken-for-granted hinge joint in my elbow.

Reinforced my appreciation for their bony utility, about how dependent we are on something that, in the right turn, is so fragile.  

Make art about what holds us up.

bone pic 2

 

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