Finally got around to the prompt from weeks ago at the always-interesting Found Poetry Review, to use the pages of the CIA's Style Manual as a source for a found poem.
I used to be a writing teacher and have read a lot of style manuals. It is depressing how horrifically boring they are. If a style manual is a good indicator of . . .
Beautiful poems at Beauty Will Save the World lately, as usual. I loved this one by Anne Perrier. I had never heard of Perrier before. I am going to offer my translation first and then the original.
All earthly things
One must love them in passing
And gingerly carry them
And with a low voice sing to them
Holding on letting go
By turns not . . .
Today at CDHK it's this Chiyo-Ni haiku for our prompt:
floating away, despite
the butterfly’s weight on it
For some reason it made me think of a lightning bug we saw in the grass yesterday at dusk. My older son says that the females lie in the grass and signal the males, who fly around flashing their lights for everybody.
a . . .
I have enjoyed lately reading some of the discussions about what the heck is up with poetry these days. I like thinking about what counts as poetry, and not, and why--about appropriation and erasure poems, e.g.
The whole discussion reminds me of a lit class I took in college, reading Russian lit in the original, when one day the professor, . . .
Kristjaan's prompt for this national day of mourning in the Netherlands for the victims of the shooting of flight MH-17 is the cuckoo's cry, a haiku by Shiki:
in the coolness
of the empty sixth-month sky...
the cuckoo's cry
Somehow because of the timing, the crime of murdering the passengers and pilots of MH-17 is connected in my . . .