Friday, September 02, 2011

Poetry Friday is Here!

I am still without power (that's SIX days now!), but consider me your postal carrier of poetry. There is nothing, not even an electrical shortage, that will keep me from delivering "the best words in their best order" to you. (Thank you Samuel Coleridge.)

Today I'm sharing a poem from Leaves of Grass.
Italian Music in Dakota
by Walt Whitman

Through the soft evening air enwrinding all,   
Rocks, woods, fort, cannon, pacing sentries, endless wilds,   
In dulcet streams, in flutes’ and cornets’ notes,   
Electric, pensive, turbulent artificial,   
(Yet strangely fitting even here, meanings unknown before,           
Subtler than ever, more harmony, as if born here, related here,   
Not to the city’s fresco’d rooms, not to the audience of the opera house,   
Sounds, echoes, wandering strains, as really here at home,   
Sonnambula’s innocent love, trios with Norma’s anguish,   
And thy ecstatic chorus Poliuto;)     
Ray’d in the limpid yellow slanting sundown,   
Music, Italian music in Dakota.   
 
While Nature, sovereign of this gnarl’d realm,   
Lurking in hidden barbaric grim recesses,   
Acknowledging rapport however far remov’d,     
(As some old root or soil of earth its last-born flower or fruit,)   
Listens well pleas’d.
I'll be stealing time throughout the day in establishments around the city that DO have power. So, leave me a note about your contribution and I'll add it to this post. Happy poetry Friday all!

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Good morning poetry lovers! This is your intrepid host, checking in from my local Starbucks. I've used my free birthday drink coupon, am sipping an iced chai, eating a whole-grain bagel, and loving your choices this sunny morning. So, without further ado, here's what the early bird dug up.

Robyn Hood Black is attending another Founder's Workshop (lucky girl!) and is signing in from Honesdale, PA. Today she is sharing a poem by Paul Fleischman in honor of his birthday.

Amy LV of The Poem Farm is sharing an original poem entitled My Blanket Smells.

Steven Withrow of Crackles of Speech shares an original poem inspired by  Irene entitled Storm's Alarm.

Over at The Write Sisters, Barbara is sharing a bit of Roald Dahl in the form of Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.

Melissa of through the wardrobe shares an excerpt from an original work entitled Zoo.

Mary Lee of A Year of Reading shares an ode to the first weeks of school. Is that James Taylor? I do believe it is. Oh, what a fitting choice.

Maria Horvath is in a romantic mood and sharing the poem/lyrics If I Were a Carpenter.

Charlotte of Charlotte's Library is sharing a review of a book of graphic novel style nursery rhymes entitled Nursery Rhyme Comics: 50 Timeless Rhymes from 50 Celebrated Cartoonists.

Heidi Mordhorst of my juicy little universe is sharing fishy reflections on her first week of school and the poem Fish by Mary Ann Hoberman.

Diane Mayr of Random Noodling  is sharing a poem by Hal Sirowitz entitled The Benefits of Ignorance.

Diane Mayr shares original poetry at Kids of the Homefront Army. Today's entry is entitled Model Airplanes.

Finally, over at Kurious Kitty and Kurious K's Kwotes, Diane is sharing Wislawa Szymborska.

Jama Rattigan is sharing three poems and spreads from Marilyn Singer's new book, A Full Moon is Rising. Coincidentally, I brought this one home yesterday to read by flashlight in bed (no lie)!

Tara of A Teaching Life is sharing the poem she using to launch her poetry study, Where I'm From by George Ella Lyon.

Sally of Paper Tigers is sharing a brief review of the book Something Nice by Misuzu Kaneko.

Tabatha Yeatts of The Opposite of Indifference is sharing the poem Firefighter's Prayer by David Cochrane.

Jennie of Biblio File is sharing the poem by Naomi Shihab Nye that opens the book Denied, Detained, Deported: Stories from the Dark Side of American Immigration by Ann Bauseum.

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Welcome back folks! It's a bit after 7:00 pm and I'm coming to you thanks to the University's internet connection. Hey, it may be work, but my office has air conditioning! And now, on with the poetry parade.

Jone of Check It Out is sharing an original list poem on Summer 2011.

Violet Nesdoly is sharing an original poem entitled Seasonal Junction.


Karen Edmisten is sharing the poem Short Order Cook by Jim Daniels.

Karissa Knox of The Iris Chronicles is sharing a ghazal by Agha Shahid Ali.

Ruth of There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town is sharing the lyrics from the Sara Groves song Fireflies and Songs.

The poetry stretch this week challenged folks to write about the forces of nature. Boy, did they deliver! You'll find some terrific pieces by Jane Yolen, J. Patrick Lewis, Kate Coombs, Steven Withrow, Diane Mayr, Amy LV, and Carol Weis at Monday Poetry Stretch - Natural Forces.

I'll check back in first thing on Saturday to round up any late posts. Enjoy your weekend. I hope it's filled with poetry!

22 comments:

  1. Six days is a long time...even for a Buffalo girl like you. 'Wish I could have you over for a spell and a dinner. Thank you for hosting with such beautiful words, in spite of your "powerless" circumstances."

    Today I have a poem about my favorite childhood blanket and its...smell.

    http://poemfarm.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-blanket-smells-poems-from-past.html

    A.

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  2. Thanks for hosting, Tricia, and for sharing Whitman. Hope you get power back soon. I wrote this one by candlelight earlier this week:

    http://cracklesofspeech.blogspot.com/2011/08/irene-walloped-rhode-island.html

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  3. Great Walt Whitman choice, Trisha. I hope the elecricity gods send a bolt or two your way soon. Thanks for hosting.

    Today at The Write Sisters, I'm sharing a poem by Roald Dahl

    http://thewritesisters.blogspot.com

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  4. Thank you for hosting. I'd like to share an extract from an original poem, Zoo.

    http://throughthewardrobe-musings-melissa.blogspot.com/2011/08/finding-time.html

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  5. Wow. Six days is rough. Fingers crossed for electricity back soon. Hope that's the only trouble Irene gave you!

    I've got an ode to the first weeks of school:
    http://readingyear.blogspot.com/2011/09/poetry-friday-ode-to-first-weeks-of.html

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  6. Good morning, Tricia.

    Thank you for hosting, even through the loss of electricity.

    I'm still looking at poems about romance. Today's verse is Tim Hardin's famous love song that makes full use of the rhetorical device of the hypothetical.

    http://www.ghpoetryplace.blogspot.com/

    Maria Horvath

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  7. I hope you get power back soon!

    I have a lovely book of graphic novel style nursery rhymes:

    http://charlotteslibrary.blogspot.com/2011/09/nursery-rhyme-comics.html

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  8. Lovelovelove Walt Whitman. Thank you for sharing this. And reminding me that I should re-read Leaves of Grass soon. ;-)

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  9. Sorry to hear about your power situation, but, you'll have a memory for years to come!

    Today at Random Noodling look for "The Benefits of Ignorance."

    Kids of the Homefront Army continues with "Model Airplanes.

    Kurious Kitty and Kurious K's Kwotes both feature Wislawa Szymborska.

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  10. Thanks for the dose of Whitman today. So sorry to hear your power isn't back yet.

    At alphabet soup, I'm sharing three poems and spreads from Marilyn Singer's new book, A Full Moon is Rising. Such a gorgeous collection!

    http://wp.me/p1GE6P-A4

    Thanks for hosting today, Tricia!

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  11. Thank you for hosting today, Tricia, and here's to the hope that your power will soon be back on. How appropriate to have chosen this poem by Whitman to share with us, having just lived through "Nature, sovereign of this gnarl’d realm"!

    My contribution to today's round up is one I will be starting this year's sixth grade poetry study with:
    http://tmsteach.blogspot.com/

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  12. Sally from PaperTigers here. Loved the Whitman poem. My post is up at: http://www.papertigers.org/wordpress/poetry-friday-something-nice-by-misuzu-kaneko/

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  13. You are a valiant host for trying to take care of your Poetry Friday duties even without power, Tricia! My hat is off to you.

    My post today: http://tabathayeatts.blogspot.com/2011/09/eloquent-in-their-despair.html

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  14. I'm in here:
    http://www.jenrothschild.com/2011/09/poetry-friday-denied-deported-detained.html

    I can't believe you still don't have power. At least the hurricane cleared out all the humidity...

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  15. Hi, back from summer. Mine is an original list poem reflecting on summer.
    http://maclibrary.wordpress.com/2011/09/02/poetry-friday-list-poem-about-summer/
    Plus a plea for poetry panelists.

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  16. Hi, Sorry to hear you still don't have power. No doubt there will be some poem fodder in that!

    I haven't been part of Poetry Friday for a very long time, though I do go to many of the blogs listed, to lurk and read...

    Anyway, my contribution today is "Seasonal Junction" - a tip of the hat to the Labor Day weekend that, in Canada at least, signals the end of summer and beginning of fall.

    It's here: http://vnesdolypoems.wordpress.com/2011/09/02/seasonal-junction/

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  17. What dedication! Hosting when you have no power! That's the power of poetry. :)

    Here's my contribution for today:

    Short Order Cook

    Hope you have power back VERY soon!

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  18. Thanks for hosting even without power. MY poem today is a ghazal titled "Land." It's here: http://theirischronicles.wordpress.com

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  19. I have some Sara Groves song lyrics here in honor of her new album coming out. Thanks for going to extraordinary lengths to host today!

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  20. Today my students and I were reading four poems found just below on the Monday poetry stretch. What a feast! Coombs' metaphor, the play on words by Yolen, the mood created by J. Patrick Lewis, and of course, the incredible rhyming patterns of Withrow. (My apologies to Mayr. We ran out of time.)

    To think, these were all created by authors this week, about a real event that just happened. What a lesson my students had an opportunity to receive.

    As a Midwesterner, it made me go back and reread this:

    http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2007/05/22

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  21. And now a comment about YOUR poem. I have listened to Vivaldi while driving through the Dakotas, and he does indeed sound at home there. However, my best music memory from North Dakota was the time we drove east out of the town where we'd stopped for dinner, and as we drove into those huge, wide-open unfarmed prairie spaces and flicked the radio on, out of the car's speakers came powwow music. THOSE instruments and rhythms were even more perfect than Vivaldi for the land we drove into. It was magical.

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  22. Good luck with your power. Hope you get it back soon!
    Madeleine Begun Kane

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