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Posts tagged ‘Writing as Resistance’

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.

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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

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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

 

Daily Prompt Love <3 In Your Eyes

4 April 2017

Make art inspired by this. 

all souls

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.

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Monday Must Read! Resist Much, Obey Little: Inaugural Poems to the Resistance

Resist Much, Obey Little: Inaugural Poems to the Resistance

A monumental anthology of poems of resistance, edited by Michael Boughn, John Bradley, Brenda Cardenas, Lynne DeSilva-Johnson, Kass Fleisher, Roberto Harrison, Kent Johnson, Andrew Levy, Nathaniel Mackey, Ruben Medina, Philip Metres, Nita Noveno, Julie Patton, Margaret Randall, Michael Rothenberg, Chris Stroffolino, Anne Waldman, Marjorie Welish, Tyrone Williams. 

Featuring poetry by Eileen Myles, Nathaniel Mackey, Anne Waldman, Margaret Randall, Forrest Gander, Rachel Blau DuPlessis, Brenda Hillman, Bob Holman, Pierre Joris, Douglas Kearney, Evie Shockley, & Terese Svoboda, Norma Cole, Fady Joudah, Lewis Warsh, and more.

50% of the proceeds will be donated to Planned Parenthood.

Buy this amazing anthology: http://www.spuytenduyvil.net/resist-much-obey-little.html

we can’t build a wall. we can only spout pure water again and again and drown his lies.~Eileen Myles

Racism, xenophobia, misogyny and their related malaises are to the U.S. what whiskey is to an alcoholic. The current occupant of the White House won the election yipping, against possible recovery, “Drinks are on me!” The rich, multitudinous voices in this anthology variously call for—having embarked on—the hard work of sobriety, sanity.~Nathaniel Mackey

Poets are summoned to a stronger imagination of language and humanity in a time of new and radical Weathers. White House Inc. is the last gasp of the dying Confederacy, but its spectacle is dangerous and addictive so hold onto your mind. Fascism loves distraction. Keep the world safe for poetry. Open the book of love and resistance. Don’t tarry!~Anne Waldman

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Rock on, you poets and warriors!

xo

Mary

 

Daily Prompt Love <3 What's Burning

2 April 2017

Make art about what’s burning, about the fires you’ve inherited. 

burning liam meme

Daily Prompt Love <3 What My Parents Gave Me

1 April 2017

Daddy reciting Yeats  Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild: With a faery, hand in hand. For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand…and I went out to the hazel wood,. Because a fire was in my head….

Mama reciting Kipling  Though I’ve belted you and flayed you, By the livin’ Gawd that made you, You’re a better man than I am, Gunga Din!…as she mopped our lil trailer floors….

and Wordsworth and Coleridge and Blake…Little Lamb who made thee. Dost thou know who made thee. Gave thee life & bid thee feed…the sing-songy hopefulness of Edgar Guest, the inquiry and longing of Emily Dickinson  I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too?….and Poe  But we loved with a love that was more than love— /I and my Annabel Lee—

and always, always, always Frost  Something there is that doesn’t love a wall….Say something to us we can learn/By heart and when alone repeat./Say something! And it says, ‘I burn.’/But say with what degree of heat….

and the one they both would use to reassure and encourage their odd and poet daughter, who even then, they understood, would have to scuff and stumble to find her own way

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Oh and Whitman!!!  Still the poet I read most frequently, still the singer of my wild child’s heart

Thank you, Mama  Thank you, Daddy   I owe all the poetry in my life to both of you. We had very little materially, but oh the poetry

Make art about what your parents gave you. 

multitudes

National Poetry Month Prompt Love! Join Us on Facebook for 30 Prompts for 30 Days!

Happy National Poetry Month! Ain’t gonna lie–Kinda really love that Poetry Month is the same month as my birthday 😀 

So my daily prompts will continue, but if you’d like to get a bunch of prompts at once, join us in the Better Than Black Friday Writing Group on Facebook, where I’ve created and posted a whole list of prompts for those who want to write every day for Poetry Month 🙂  30 Prompts for 30 Days! 

Join the Better than Black Friday Writing Group Here!

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Happy National Poetry Month! A Blessing

Has to start with one of all time favorite poems ❤ 

A Blessing
by James Wright
Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness   
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.   
At home once more,
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.   
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me   
And nuzzled my left hand.   
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist.
Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.
ponies

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