Day 4 NaPoWriMo

I responded earlier to a request from a different facebook-based prompt but here’s the NaPoWriMo.net prompt:

Today’s optional prompt is to write a lune. A lune is a sort of English-language variation on the haiku, meant to better render the tone of the Japanese haiku than the standard 5-7-5 format we all learned (and maybe loved) in elementary school. There are a couple of variants on the lune form, but just to keep things simple, let’s try the version developed by Jack Collum. His version of the lune involves a three-line stanza. The first line has three words. The second line has five, and the third line has three. You can write a poem that consists of just one stanza, or link many lune-stanzas together into a unified poem. Happy writing!

You know I love me haiku. This was harder than it seemed it should be but here you go. I will await further haiku to arrive later tonight:

this small ring
watery melt circling the pond
ice grey sky

no skies reveal
who traces the clouds so
swirling the horizon

this half sky
waves and undulations of clouds
an oceanic dream.

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In the mailbox!

This arrived in my mailbox just in time form national poetry month. Looks like a treasure and it was oh so carefully wrapped in a page from a 1989’s Rand McNally Atlas and then a mailer of recycled cardboard. Well done!

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Day 4 NaNoWriMo: When truth came

A prompt went through my iPhone to write a 4 line poem without… You figure it out:

When Truth Came

When truth came to her,
No longer fearing the quiet,
Her gaze went to the window,
The gathering twilight framed.

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What Does Poetry Do? From the quote box

What does poetry do? Nothing and everything, like air, water, soil, like birds, fish, trees, like love, spirit, our daily words … It lives with us, in and outside us, everywhere, all the time, and yet, we are too often oblivious of this gift. It’s a poet’s job to bring this gift out and back, this gift that makes us human again. – Wang Ping (writing about Ghassan Zaqtan, translated by Fady Joudah)

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The view above, Friday edition

On my way home today, I stopped twice to take photos of the sky because, well, if I tried to portray a sky that looked like that people would think ‘hmmm that’s too stylized. No clouds would ever look that way…’ Go here for the full gallery on Flickr.

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