Friends, Poets, Netizens,
Welcome to the Poetry Friday Roundup!
Fall is my favorite season, and October is my favorite month. I have so many very strong memories latched to October that most other months can’t really compete. The fiery changing of the seasons, the promise of Halloween and whiff of Thanksgiving around the corner, the apple-crisp air, the renewed promise of a school year that hasn’t yet gone off track, the annual brush fires that send ash into the sky and turn the sunsets orange… oops, I guess that’s more of an LA thing.
Halloween, even today, still inspires me to want to dress in an awesome costume, though I rarely get the opportunity. This year, however, it looks like I have two costume events back-to-back and preparations are underway to pull together something a step above thrown-together. And in thinking about the future I am reminded of the past, when I was a kid and we were both too poor and too creative to buy a costume from a store.
rectangular spy hole
between two large mag reels
which served as eyes
for the sigma nine
and a tilt-out tray
fashioned from the flaps
cut from the cardboard box
of the sigma nine
can’t hold flashlight
can’t ring doorbells
can’t store candy
TRICK. OR. TREAT
in flat monotone
are you a robot?
I. AM. NOT.
I. AM. A. COMPUTER.
door after door
no one understood
a washing machine?
a tape recorder?
a robot from space?
no! i am the future!
sweating and dizzy
after only one block
the box was replaced
by a mask and a cape
the future could wait
for sigma nine
Looking back, it’s funny that my most elaborate costume was totally impractical in terms of trick-or-treating. And why would anyone give a computer candy anyway? I did much better dressed as a masked thief in the night and I don’t think I ever made myself as elaborate a costume as that since.
The Midday Gather-round
- Blythe finds a Dorothea Mackellar poem in a 1920s school reader.
- Myra brings to light a Gemino H. Abad poem.
- jama celebrates e.e. cummings birthday with a poem (and a recipe) and black bean soup.
- Tabatha has a pair by Michael Simms that reveal the secret lives of poems.
- Heidi tickles with a bit of overheard conversation from her universe.
- Mary Lee presents Meredith Holmes’ praise to her beloved bed.
- Ben digs (up) some of Phillip Levine’s portraits of Detroit.
- What’s Amy doing with that rake? Three guesses.
- Inspired by an herb planter, and a proverb, Sara serves up some garlic.
- Karissa has a poem by Naomi Shibab Nye that maps two countries. Or are they people?
- Doraine, in a moment of quiet, finds a Jeffery McDaniel poem to echo that silence.
- Diane sings the praise of Noel Coward’s serious poetic side.
- Diane also shares a Poetry & Politics event taking place in New Hampshire, and features a poem by Jane Kenyon.
- And on the home front during WWII a boy imagines how life will change when he’s a general in Diane’s original poem.
- Kurious Kitty introduces us to a collection by Sara Holbrook and includes a poem as well. She also has a quote from Holbrook as well.
- Irene has a link to Walt Whitman who asks the big questions.
- Katie shares a review of A Little Bitty Man by Halfdan Rasmussen. (Am I the only one amused that a person named Halfdan wrote about a little man?)
- Father Goose himself shares a Halloween poem about cats.
- Kerry shares a pair of Halloween-themed titles that’ll get your ghost.
- jone found a poem. No, wait. jone wrote a found poem about her writing space.
- Linda thanks Paul Zimmer publicly for a moment in a poem of his she discovered.
- Mandy shares a poem that tackles the tricky business of capturing sounds.
- Karen has a Rilke sonnet, and some links to different translations to prove it takes a poet’s ear to catch a poet’s meaning.
- MotherReader reviews and shares from Marilyn Singer’s A Full Moon Rising.
- Elaine has a virtual farm full of original acrostics this week.
- Andromeda shares a haiku of regret over not having a camera, but she still can paint the picture!
- Happiness is like a train, as Ruth explains in her original poem.
Whew! Well, that’s everyone up until noon. I think. If I’m missing anyone, give me a shout in the comments. I’ll try to check in with further updates tonight but things are looking to get hectic. I’ll also check back in over the weekend, and you can always click Mister Linky link below and click-through to everyone else without any obligation on your part!
The Saturday Eye-Opener
- Sally shares her appreciation for one of my favorite books in verse, Love That Dog.
- Julie introduces us (well, me at least) to the Swedish poet Tomas Transtromer.
- Lorie Ann reveals her inner light via an original haiku.
- JoAnn has a poem full of advice about revising a poem. Not too meta.
- Laura shares another poem from Marilyn Singer’s collection A Full Moon is Rising. She also has this week’s collection of 15-words-or-less poems.
- Nicole takes us to Thoreau’s (recreated) cabin and shares his reflection on life and poetry.
Things seem to be slowing down, but perhaps there will be some weekend additions? I’ll check back in tomorrow for a final update.
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