Tag: poem writing month
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The Beginning of a New Project: A Kimo Poem #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018
I am fortified with a stack of books Defense against the unknown A semblance of safety Notes: The kimo is a form that’s new to me. Writer’s Digest describes it as an Israeli haiku, with three lines of 10, 7, and 6 syllables.
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Heavenly Horses #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018
The Chinese had a different name for the Silk Road. They called it the Horse Road, a three-thousand mile route over mountains, desert, steppe to a green basin ringed by mountain range. There, a powerful horse grew on the grasses of the Ferghana Valley. A horse swift and lean, built for endurance, Barrel-chested, short-legged, long-necked…
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The Cat Is a Poem #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018
The cat was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests. Cats are the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits. The cat is life distilled. Some like cats. Some—thus not all. Not even the majority of all but the…
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When You Give a Tree an Email Address #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018
When you give a tree an email address, expect love letters Paeans to its radiant beauty, long limbs, strength, and shade, Polite inquiries into its health, best wishes for long life. This poem is a sijo, a Korean form I was introduced to in a poem by Ms. Chiubooka Writes. A sijo is…
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What I Wish Report Cards Looked Like: Slice of Life #sol18 #NaPoWriMo18 #npm2018
What I Wish Report Cards Looked Like: Advanced Internet Rabbit Holes A Latte Art Appreciation A- Introduction to Patience B+ Reading Plans 101 A Principles of Introversion A+ The Anthropology of Cake A+ Cats in Popular Media A Field Experience in Book Hoarding A+ This poem comes from a writing prompt I occasionally give…
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How Do You Know If It’s Done? #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018
You can’t pop a poem in the oven set the timer go about your business until–DING–it’s done. You can’t press your finger to your poem its pillow top springs back when it’s ready You can’t take your poem’s temperature measure the thermometer’s rise 190° and it’s not quite ready 212° and it’s too dry You…
the dirigible plum 