Tag: prose poetry

• Peeko Writes A Prose Poem…

  

  After seeing this on my laptop no one else here, I had to spend awhile asking other ppl and looking into how Mac laptops work to find out how this could have even been possible…😳😆⌨️ I took this picture of Peeko yesterday—for pure fun, I’d opened a new blank (TextEdit) document file for him (no…

  07/27/2022 12:07 pm

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• From the Prose Poetry of Miss May Ziadeh, Chapter “Intimate Pages”

  I have an idea for the blog to share my own little lines of literary critique of May’s writings (besides my book review of her poetry book, Fleurs de Reve Flowers of a Dream, 1911), the kind of attentiveness she valued in her own reviews and critiques, ’tho would’ve rarely in her time and place…

  07/25/2022 8:00 pm

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• From Songs for Strangers and Pilgrims, Sealed, Signed, Love, Christina Rossetti

  

  by Christina Rossetti … 19th century English poet Christina Rossetti was born on December 5, 1830 in London, United Kingdom, the youngest of the four Rossetti children. Her father was the poet, Gabriel Rossetti, an Italian exile, and her mother was Frances (Polidori) Rossetti, a British scholar who was sister of the friend and physician…

  07/15/2022 9:56 am

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• “This Is…”

  July 5, 2022 This Is… Humidity. This is the red flower moon full of… This is an anonymous lady shouting out (while grilling me) “Don’t be sorry, honey!” [to a man with her] of me, after there was no altercation, but only kindly manners, as he’d come quickly around a hidden bend, jogging toward my…

  07/05/2022 4:25 pm

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• “Beside the Little Tray of Strawberries”

  Beside the Little Tray of Strawberries The bath is ready, the lavender soap block rinsed into the water, and on the ledge, I’d placed a little tray of fresh strawberries also water rinsed, two slices of cucumber pairs to place upon my very tired closed eyes—My host and wiser editor reminds me of the beauty…

  07/05/2022 9:15 am

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• I Stood by the Window…

  

  Jun. 24, 2022 I stood by the window the light behind me, warm, rosy-plum shadows draped over me; you stood to face me as I looked up and looked in deeply. I stepped a little back this way, my Love, so that you could shine most brightly.

  06/29/2022 8:03 am

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• …*

  

  …as if I’d dreamed the tea cup, but found it first and remembered the dream in my own fancy when I received it and picked it up in my hands and looked… The design is just what I would wish…Green I often turn to and admire, green that feels like new sprouts and grass and…

  06/06/2022 2:49 pm

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• A Dream from This…

  

  I begin my dream I will hope to fall into, with the scent of the beach soothing me, surprising, such sweet suntan lotion warmed by the sun by my hands, in a book I’d found, softcover… and step into this photo I took tonight, the simplicity of night, white flowers, like jasmine flowers, the evening…

  05/26/2022 8:33 pm

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• The Moon’s Different Forms Tonight

  

  … Before bed Through the window, the moon is now shaped as a soft golden-yellow chrysanthemum and then like little square windows painted all golden-white…the tears left, the face kissed… while in the dark. —Jade

  05/15/2022 9:27 pm

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• “Finishing My Sentences”

  If harsh sounds make things loud for now, let them clatter on and off: I wish us safe together within the silk place…palace… * Another prose poem: Who Knew —Jade

  05/10/2022 9:54 pm

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• “Who Knew”

  (prose poem) Calm, I knew well, interlocked, entwined with mine. Superior, yet open always…first, that certain pale blue, the expansiveness that is close, contentment…Trust, feel safe with my soul-friend; I’d heard from others you looking down often, none of your little news, and mostly I’ve been looking up since I would look, meet both places,…

  05/10/2022 9:18 pm

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• A Letter to My Missing Sunglasses

  Dear Sunglasses I Lost (Maybe 6 Months Ago), Where did you go? I last saw you near my home—I think I’d put you down by the forest and forgot you there, but I can’t be too sure. The only animal I could think of might’ve taken you was a fox…I’ve never seen a fox, with…

  04/24/2022 7:18 pm

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• II. For Lingering with the Blossoms’ Fruits and Natural Honey

  

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  04/16/2022 7:14 am

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• Many a Thing…(A Trip to the Antiques Shop)

  

  Tues. Apr. 12, 2022 photo from Tues., Apr. 5th—“Pants by Peeko 🐱,” a perfectly good hemming this time, Peeko helping on his own when I got the pants ready (just ‘loungewear’, shown in previous post.) He was proud of both the task and his own joke: sitting like this holding the pants in place and…

  04/12/2022 7:28 pm

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• Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

  

  two books by Jason Preu upon table, morningtime, captured within bright flashes of sun After I’d completed reading a new poetry book from author Jason Preu, one I’d picked to read first, The Avocado Among Other Fruits and wrote down my immediate impressions, I realized then it is April 1st and so begins Poetry Month!…

  04/01/2022 12:49 pm

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• This Particular Moon in My Window—…For You

  

  Mar. 18 The moon calms me, especially this one. This is a moon I wouldn’t have imagined looking exactly like this one. I send a kiss toward it, one single kiss like the single word refrain, that I mean very much. 😊💖🌕😴 Mar. 19 (Forget the gray security belt.) Imagine awakening to the scent of…

  03/19/2022 8:27 pm

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• The Prairie Post: Willa Cather’s Set of Novels, O Pioneers!….

  

  I will be reading my poem tomorrow, Friday, March 11th at Indelible’s online Poetry Launch event that will take place at 10 AM EST. This scene, from my balcony in Massachusetts, of at first, very thickly-frosted pine trees all morning giving way to dripping and trickling onto the melting ground with such warm winter sun,…

  03/10/2022 11:37 am

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• New Book and New Author, No Land To Light On

  

  I picked up this book No Land To Light On by Yara Zgheib among the new releases at the local bookshop and noticed I was walking as if I’d already planned to buy it; that didn’t bias me when I’d began reading at home either. At the shop, I glimpsed a passage of introduction before…

  01/24/2022 12:02 pm

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• Considering Love Made Seen

  

  January 6, 2022 photos at sunrise for May Ziadeh My smile is because you delight me and more; I smile to delight you more. May anyone around me enjoy my smile too, feel the warmth you’d set within me, it could spread. I have been talking too much, my sacred treasures sometimes beyond the language…

  01/06/2022 10:31 am

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• All These Dream Flowers Displayed on Their Porcelain Plate

  

  It is the day, Dec. 1st, in my calendar; it’s been a month of a book I’ve had holding these newest dream flowers and remaining closed ’til this morning, these flowers found and preserved for author May Ziadeh, with affection, after the title of her first poetry book in French, a new delight of mine…

  12/01/2021 11:17 am

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• Reading on My Kindle Beneath Age Old Pines in the Late Afternoon Sun Near Home

  

  I read on my Kindle amidst little scampering sounds…first, of a deer running away into the forest beyond the fence when I arrived on the other side of it; I said quietly, “Would you like to hear a poem?” (waiting)…”I have no weapons.” …And in that forest, too, beyond the fence, as I began to…

  11/04/2021 3:45 pm

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• A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later

  

  Featured again today on the blog with affection💕🙏… for May Sunday, Oct. 17, 2021 after her first poetry book, Dream Flowers May Ziadeh writes: “I hope that after my death someone will do justice to me and extract from my small writings the truthfulness and sincerity it contains!!” b. Feb. 11, 1886 – d. Oct.…

  10/17/2021 9:53 am

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• A Flower I Would Have Dreamed

  

  I didn’t even have to steal this flower; I found it fallen upon my path yesterday morning after I’d written my first post of the new series. I noticed its color when I saw it so lively upon the asphalt concrete: warm rose blended with violet and amethyst, my most desired color pink for a…

  10/08/2021 2:33 pm

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• A Little Joy To Share and What’s Made Me Smile

  

  The blush of dawn has been put back into the blog as you’d maybe seen. And the moon had been in many posts and is in the dawn now too as you can see, also yesterday, other side of sky. * I found that my cat Peeko’s dry food wasn’t right that I’d been getting…

  08/27/2021 11:01 am

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• From Sky to Earth and Earth to Sky, So Little Distance

  “When the world tore my heart with its evil and littleness, my bird sang and made me forget the ugliness of folly and think of the beauty of everything splendid.”—May Ziadeh * June 10, 2021: Afternoon moment of rest, I took out the poems of hers I’d handwritten and read one; I saw then in…

  06/10/2021 2:33 pm

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• For A New Friend

  in memory of Celeste Birthday: May 2nd Written on November 3, 2020: A few weeks ago one night your name came to mind, although I had not heard much about you most recently. I decided to add you as a friend on Facebook that night as I had heard of you as a great friend,…

  11/03/2020 5:13 pm

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• If Love Is A Place

  When someone allows you to see yourself and your world in a way that you could not see alone, it cannot be forgotten. It’s all about finding that light, and because of it, you discover both the strength and weakness within you. The light touches and warms your words.  It sings you to sleep.  It…

  12/17/2010 3:03 pm

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