Words i ubiquitous as water, find words on cereal boxes, cracker wraps this pencil, this keyboard shoes, underwear beside the road, on your stove TV remote, light bulb in the speech cloud above my head the thought bubble above yours ii words have texture and heft substance, power and cleft they sing and ring cling… Continue reading Words
View from my writing window Rectangles and lines of nonfiction diagonal, horizontal, vertical paragraphs of roof, window, drainpipe Venetian sentences just a little off with the siding (a bit of parallelism would even that out) Eave trough is a green algae poem (if my window opened on the near side I would revise it with… Continue reading View from my writing window (#poetryatwork)
Match November is the month for poems to hatch I hope to incubate a healthy batch in fisher-talk, haul in a bumper catch till there’s no room to store them in the hatch. My problem is, these poems don’t hit me natch I always seem to need a key or latch I’ll count on Brewer’s… Continue reading “Match” and writing challenges
Fall Semester I plod toward the culmination of a summer of study and planning lugging a stone-boat of handouts, lessons and lectures. Responsibilities blinker me from distraction. Urged and directed by the reins of conscientiousness it’s Giddy-up and Go till November when, unbuckled from this harness I again get to frolic in the meadow of… Continue reading Fall Semester
Back “Writing a poem…is a kind of possible love affair between something like the heart (that courageous but also shy factory of emotion) and the learned skills of the conscious mind.” Mary Oliver Poetry, I’m back and sorry I missed our rendezvous all these May mornings forsook you for Twitter Facebook, email, hotmail Are you… Continue reading Back
Blooming Some poems write themselves with the ease of flowers opening in time-lapse photography. Others leave me in a litter of scribbled pages, green petals ripped from a hard bud. © 2013 by Violet Nesdoly ******************** Are you doing a poem-a-day writing challenge during April (in honor of National Poetry Month)? I am, though I… Continue reading Blooming
The week ahead will see the first rounds of the March Madness 2013 Poetry Showdown at Ed Decaria's blog Think Kid Think. The format of March Madness competition, with each poet given a surprise ingredient (word) to inspire and use in their poem, reminded me of the Food Network show Chopped. In Chopped the contestants… Continue reading Chopped–March Madness Edition
Messy Poetry is messy all these snippets of poems lying around all these lines that keep asking to be changed or moved into another poem altogether how do I keep track? And look at these books —mere brochures with spines too skinny for titles slight, yet too weighty for the garbage lovely to hold but… Continue reading Messy – Poetry Friday
Fiscal crisis This American Sentence is a poem bribe for a guilt-free evening. Yesterday’s two-hour walk was payment for day-before-yesterday’s pan of brownies. That crocheted afghan is rent for time in front of the Food Network. These last two hours liking all your updates and pages are paying forward the success of my current work-in-progress… Continue reading Fiscal crisis
The Alchemy of Poetry Position the inert element (any prompt will do) into the beaker of an empty page and bathe in the acid of a long stare. Placing vessel over the flame of thought heat until surface softens and breaks into fault lines. With any writing instrument organize component parts into webs and lists.… Continue reading The Alchemy of Poetry
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