tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73200806070165815242024-03-18T22:56:13.429-04:00The Miss Rumphius EffectThe blog of a teacher educator discussing math, science, poetry, children's literature, and issues related to teaching children and their future teachers.Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger2385125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-44761966768609821702024-02-23T00:00:00.210-05:002024-02-23T08:28:31.007-05:00Poetry Sisters Write Epistolary Poems<p>The challenge this month was to write an epistolary poem in the form of a love letter or Valentine. I missed our Zoom on Sunday, so I have no idea what approach my poetry peeps are taking. I hadn't given the topic of this one much thought until I sat down to write and decided to address some very sad news I received this week. </p><p>This is my buddy Cooper. We rescued him about 6 weeks after our first rescue, Sydney, was put to sleep following a short and nasty battle with cancer. In just a few days we'll celebrate Cooper's 10th "Gotcha" Day. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTcn5t3weG1WYz7tJRnTwin6l2ITmWu3uy_J0A1dMnKXWTvobUlVRIpWX_SzEvuFK5uHQ3-5zX0-YLI28Hvr4CdIaCh8KwGjmGL7i2hxB1Lnz-ZssKXo_8ni5QvQUdUoKL8h58u72te0AboNSt1QKZ6eYNvyuMzpKMMV_8c8tzLs8KnTmc8_YZ1RvyoUY/s2592/IMG_0249.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="1936" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTcn5t3weG1WYz7tJRnTwin6l2ITmWu3uy_J0A1dMnKXWTvobUlVRIpWX_SzEvuFK5uHQ3-5zX0-YLI28Hvr4CdIaCh8KwGjmGL7i2hxB1Lnz-ZssKXo_8ni5QvQUdUoKL8h58u72te0AboNSt1QKZ6eYNvyuMzpKMMV_8c8tzLs8KnTmc8_YZ1RvyoUY/s320/IMG_0249.jpeg" width="239" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is Cooper on February 26, 2014, his first day in his forever home.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg92rfIAlG-iJ7dXNByCw8TLjdmyCv_CcHG-XGRc6HOxFHwWSBdzz_oSjV6YtWlvXKeMBsnQP15Evaig2SZPyEjcQ42DQiGU91usbJDQ8FxLM-Dso-bxqSXUpGv9adh_izj8o87RSMDYNKiGbGhWdQg7xoTBerS8f8h34KLwbWqJF06plz9qKfEunLFtHM/s5712/IMG_1135.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5712" data-original-width="4284" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg92rfIAlG-iJ7dXNByCw8TLjdmyCv_CcHG-XGRc6HOxFHwWSBdzz_oSjV6YtWlvXKeMBsnQP15Evaig2SZPyEjcQ42DQiGU91usbJDQ8FxLM-Dso-bxqSXUpGv9adh_izj8o87RSMDYNKiGbGhWdQg7xoTBerS8f8h34KLwbWqJF06plz9qKfEunLFtHM/s320/IMG_1135.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is Cooper enjoying a Pup Cup after a visit to the vet on Tuesday.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here's my poem.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>Love Letter to My Dying Dog</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Dearest Cooper,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's sad really</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">how often you're called by something </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">other than your given name</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Stinky Breath</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Honey Bunny</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Butt Licker</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Goodyear</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Asshat</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I hope you can forgive your father</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">that last one</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Your penchant for eating couch cushions </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and stealing his sandwiches </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">has made him perpetually grumpy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I adore you, you know</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">there was never any question of it</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You wormed your way into my heart</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">the first time I laid eyes on you</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You were a scrawny thing </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">a counter surfer from day one</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">as life on the streets taught you to</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">grab any food you could find </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">to survive</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Survive you did </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">but more than that </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">you thrived</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">giving and receiving more love </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">than we ever imagined</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Your deafness was a hurdle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">we learned to negotiate</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">but sometimes I think </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">you were happy </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">to tune out the world </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">live in the silence of your head</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">you were never bothered by </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">thunder or fireworks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">like your predecessor was</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You reluctantly tolerated the old girl</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">we rescued during COVID</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">showing first your anger and disdain</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">(you didn't sleep with me for weeks!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">until you adopted an air of </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">casual indifference</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It was clear, however</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">that you missed her </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">once she was gone</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Do you know that </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'm marking time now?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">That extra treats and kisses</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">signal the beginning </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">of the end?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">That your days have been numbered</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">by cancer's ugly return?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My heart longs for more</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> More walks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> More hugs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> More time</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">But I also pray for less</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Less pain</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Less heartache</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Less loss</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I know there will be tears</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and sadness</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I will embrace them </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">while I see you through this</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">long goodbye</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I will be by your side</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">to the very end</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You'll never have to wonder</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">how I feel about you</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">my beautiful, sweet boy</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.</span></p><p>You can find the poems shared by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13390" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2024/02/22/poetry-friday-love/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2024/02/poetry-friday-love-letters-to-february.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/poems-for-teachers/thank-you-for-asking-poetry-friday/" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-february-2024/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? In March, we’re writing in the form of the pantoum. The <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">pantoum</span></b> is a Malaysian verse form comprised of a series of quatrains, with the second and fourth lines of each quatrain repeated as the first and third lines of the next. You can learn more about this form at <a href="https://phillywriters.com/resources/howtowriteapantoum/" target="_blank">The Philadelphia Writer's Workshop</a> and <a href="https://www.masterclass.com/articles/how-to-write-a-pantoum-poem" target="_blank">Masterclass</a>. Are you in? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on March 29th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p><p>Please take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Tabatha Yeatts at <a href="https://tabathayeatts.blogspot.com/2024/02/open-for-poetry-business.html" target="_blank">The Opposite of Indifference</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p></div></div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-20220617013792614532024-01-26T00:00:00.138-05:002024-01-26T10:55:07.460-05:00Poetry Sisters Write Ekphrastic Poems<p>Hello, and welcome to the first poetry sisters' exercise of 2024! This month the challenge was to write a poem to an image chosen from the work of piñata artist <a href="https://www.instagram.com/roberto_benavidez" target="_blank">Roberto Benavidez</a>. Sara sent us the link to his <a href="https://robertobenavidez.com/bosch" target="_blank">Hieronymus Bosch Piñatas</a> as a starting point. There were so many to choose from! </p><p>Normally, when faced with a monthly challenge, I research the subject, the form, the poet, or whatever else might relate to the topic. During our Zoom session on Sunday, I went down the rabbit hole into researching <a href="https://smarthistory.org/bosch-the-garden-of-earthly-delights/" target="_blank">The Garden of Earthly Delights</a>, the triptych by Bosch that inspired some of Benavidez's pieces. While it was interesting, it didn't help my writing AT ALL. I suppose research is antithetical to the form of ekphrastic poetry. Laura suggested I look at the image and write about what I saw and felt. I brainstormed a number of ideas, and then, since I'd decided to write in the triolet form, I took my notes and wrote a draft of a poem.</p><p>Here's the image that inspired my poem. </p>
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<p><b>Triolet for Roberto's Bosch Cat<br /></b></p><p>orange tabby is on the prowl<br />loses all time in a garden<br />chasing fish and fowl<br />orange tabby is on the prowl<br />slinks past the rake and the trowel<br />never asks for leave or pardon<br />orange tabby is on the prowl<br />loses all time in a garden</p><div><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2024. All rights reserved.</span></p><p>You can read my Poetry Sisters' work at the links below. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13353" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2024/01/25/poetry-friday-ekphrastic/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2024/01/poetry-friday-writing-to-art-of-roberto.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://wp.me/p6Bicx-cuM" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-january-2024/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? In February, we’re writing Epistolary poems in the form of love letters or Valentines. Are you in? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on February 23rd in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p><p>Please take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Susan Thomsen at <a href="https://chickenspaghetti.typepad.com/chicken_spaghetti/2024/01/pi%C3%B1ata.html" target="_blank">Chicken Spaghetti</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p></div></div></div> <script async="" src="//www.instagram.com/embed.js"></script>
Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-56523991033079376812023-12-29T00:01:00.180-05:002023-12-29T08:01:54.435-05:00Poetry Sisters Write ElfchenThe challenge this month was to write an elfchen. An <span style="color: #990000;"><b>elfchen</b></span> is described as a "German cinquain" poem. Instead of using syllables, this poem has 11 words, the lines having 1-2-3-4-1 words, respectively. Wikipedia calls this an <b>elevenie</b> (German Elfchen – Elf "eleven" and -chen as diminutive suffix to indicate diminutive size and endearment).<div><br /></div><div><div>I'll admit that I wasn't particularly thrilled with this challenge. Don't get me wrong, I think <a href="https://www.cinquain.org/cinquain.html" target="_blank">Adelaide Crapsey's cinquain poems</a> are genius. I love her work so much that I even visited her grave when I stopped to visit the graves of Frederick Douglass and Susan B. Anthony at <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Hope_Cemetery_(Rochester)" target="_blank">Mount Hope Cemetery</a> in Rochester, NY (my hometown).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLV7dtprJQARZxSEczhAxjHOtDoL3-HwbaOK8k2q-aG3Pb-ngfyftHYR_17x9TqzQINVNpbzCAlEz-gByFE_aNp6a26dpMEXXWm0BskQmHUkQ219i1lLwanqD_gUph5M0qfG7P0mgY_scSklD5DlrxaFnRCvJrR1_8HSJZOat12H-PIyDGFLIrRkgy5I/s960/cinquainlady.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="960" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLV7dtprJQARZxSEczhAxjHOtDoL3-HwbaOK8k2q-aG3Pb-ngfyftHYR_17x9TqzQINVNpbzCAlEz-gByFE_aNp6a26dpMEXXWm0BskQmHUkQ219i1lLwanqD_gUph5M0qfG7P0mgY_scSklD5DlrxaFnRCvJrR1_8HSJZOat12H-PIyDGFLIrRkgy5I/w200-h149/cinquainlady.jpg" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO9pME7gjh55Twt6TK8lSUriT28EeK-licV3hKBsxUw6TgAiO0hpkt3E5jEauFsIUZEMR_Yq1GuP7CV7G6VF7qvp_VVgi_swFnUkLNQh21wlFdQKjK9pdlEwrcjv7ebj3ZQmbdfCiu7LvqlL4vnnbO1gx58Hi_zhz0U7j0qkEmncEPvOfWsBUs5UVhayI/s960/crapsey.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="716" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO9pME7gjh55Twt6TK8lSUriT28EeK-licV3hKBsxUw6TgAiO0hpkt3E5jEauFsIUZEMR_Yq1GuP7CV7G6VF7qvp_VVgi_swFnUkLNQh21wlFdQKjK9pdlEwrcjv7ebj3ZQmbdfCiu7LvqlL4vnnbO1gx58Hi_zhz0U7j0qkEmncEPvOfWsBUs5UVhayI/w149-h200/crapsey.jpg" width="149" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In its simplest form, Crapsey's ciquain follows a syllabic pattern of 2 / 4 / 6 / 8 / 2. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">However, the cinquain has long been used by (some) classroom teachers to "teach poetry" and in this form, it is most didactic and unpoetic. Yes, I said it. The <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elevenie" target="_blank">Wikipedia entry on the elevenie</a> reads like all those cinquain handouts I so loathe. This is the structure they recommend for this form.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>
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<td>A thought, an object, a colour, a smell or the like
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<td>What does the word from the first row do?
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<td>Where or how is the word of row 1?
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<td>What do you mean?
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<td>Conclusion: What results from all this? What is the outcome?
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div>Here is the way the cinquain is taught in schools. The purpose is generally "to help learners stretch and develop their creative writing skills in a structured formula while reviewing parts of speech." Instead of syllables, it uses word count, so it looks just like the elevenie.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ypIOX8-lpfxP09XAtjxCSX9vOtsMwhcIAusn4hJskdIbQnCfGYsEuyNE9MPswIIB5XOJC_aRcCF7L4ydxTc4mxbvdAWqmf_s0MS10JDXz1_G4ZfkWsX8KE5K_cMKJ-iISGN0GG1TbjDD7eQfOCUpjGzKVFB9LxyCrjOmcmR-AbW7czohMN8ZccNwaBM/s976/Screenshot%202023-12-14%20at%2010.02.42%E2%80%AFAM.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="354" data-original-width="976" height="116" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ypIOX8-lpfxP09XAtjxCSX9vOtsMwhcIAusn4hJskdIbQnCfGYsEuyNE9MPswIIB5XOJC_aRcCF7L4ydxTc4mxbvdAWqmf_s0MS10JDXz1_G4ZfkWsX8KE5K_cMKJ-iISGN0GG1TbjDD7eQfOCUpjGzKVFB9LxyCrjOmcmR-AbW7czohMN8ZccNwaBM/s320/Screenshot%202023-12-14%20at%2010.02.42%E2%80%AFAM.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Image from <a href="https://www.teacherspayteachers.com/Product/Free-Cinquain-Poem-1823984" target="_blank">Free Cinquain Poem</a>.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Here is a cinquain of Crapsey's. Note that it follows none of the conventions described above.</div><div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Niagara</b></div><div><i>Seen on a Night in November</i></div><div><br /></div><div>How frail</div><div>Above the bulk</div><div>Of crashing water hangs,</div><div>Autumnal, evanescent, wan,</div><div>The moon.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>I really don't understand how this beautiful poetic form morphed into a tool for teaching parts of speech. Suffice it to say that in calling this poem a "German cinquain," I was not very excited and a bit nervous about this challenge. At first, I tried to tell a story with my poems, but that approach generally didn't work for me. I also played around with adding German words. I wrote a lot of crap, but I also wrote a few poems I'm relatively pleased with. I'm sharing three poems, and because I like to break the rules, one of them is a reverse elfchen (1-4-3-2-1). The first poem is about my dad.</div><div><div><p>
Gesundheit!<br />
Our answer<br />
to his loud<br />
full-bodied and thunderous<br />
sneezes<br /><br /></p><p>
Peace?<br />
Not yet.<br />
Some say never.<br />
Pray. Don't lose faith.<br />
Hope.<br /><br /></p><p>
Truths<code>—</code><br />
Climate change is real.<br />
Life is short.<br />
I love<br />
you.</p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></p><p>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13309" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/12/28/poetry-friday-elfchen/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sara Lewis Holmes</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/poems-for-teachers/december-an-elfchen/" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-december-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Do take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by <a href="https://moreart4all.wordpress.com/2023/12/28/poetry-friday-roundup-is-here-with-elfchen-poems-more/" target="_blank">Michelle Kogan</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p></div></div><p>
</p><p></p><p></p><p></p></div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-48164130352449127262023-11-24T00:01:00.114-05:002023-11-26T23:40:14.673-05:00Poetry Sisters Write "In the Style Of" Valerie Worth<p>The challenge this month was to write "in the style of" Valerie Worth. You can learn more about Valerie Worth and read some of her poems at <a href="https://www.nowaterriver.com/spotlight-on-ncte-poets-valerie-worth-with-lee-bennett-hopkins/" target="_blank">Spotlight on NCTE Poets: Valerie Worth, with Lee Bennett Hopkins</a>, a post by Renée M. LaTulippe at <a href="https://www.nowaterriver.com/" target="_blank">No Water River</a>. </p><p>Worth's poems are meditations on the little things in world around us. Writing in free verse, her keen sense of observation and economy of language make everyday objects seem extraordinary.</p><p>When William was in third grade (2009-2010) his teacher had the class copy and illustrate poems that "spoke" to them in their journals. This poem by Valerie Worth was one of his choices.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQIxxoKFysFYkPHdpgJezS6qHHqL92uCkNasIBXMPVQgGsAY0TpbC3P1z3idnUmetcy1JupjlM7TAg_9GjA2gEARPqyE_2SJLFof5NhKbHK2xzZXnE_w7zRkDO222FDhzHED2Hcujk4ZY/s1600/dogpoem.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQIxxoKFysFYkPHdpgJezS6qHHqL92uCkNasIBXMPVQgGsAY0TpbC3P1z3idnUmetcy1JupjlM7TAg_9GjA2gEARPqyE_2SJLFof5NhKbHK2xzZXnE_w7zRkDO222FDhzHED2Hcujk4ZY/w300-h400/dogpoem.png" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: justify;">In </span><span style="text-align: justify;">Paul </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" style="text-align: justify;">Janeczko's</span><span style="text-align: justify;"> book </span><span id="btAsinTitle" style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Place-My-Words-Are-Looking/dp/0027476715/">The Place My Words Are Looking For: What Poets Say About <br />and Through Their Work</a>, Worth had this to say about poetry.</span></div><span id="btAsinTitle"><blockquote style="text-align: left;">"One of poetry’s most wonderful features is that it can get beneath the surface of things and explore them not as mere objects but as remarkable phenomena with lively personalities of their own. Articles as coat hangers can take on unexpected dimensions within the realm of a poem; and if this can happen with coat hangers, then the world must be filled with other ‘ordinary’ subjects just waiting for poetry to come along and reveal their extraordinary selves."</blockquote></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Worth's poems are magical, so emulating her was quite a challenge. I used the poem porches as my mentor text.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcgLfgiB82QAXG11A5iPmLDq5pMUPfpPeaouhR-47dkMVLKts3AvoqkvsXNnpuDk1adP7F1l3-IG-LuYJpFaxbYvqAp1C-i1XN0JQTlXzpMQ-H4i59xKQQpSqeZcxE096z8zvpg89VAcDUYwN0UCTxKYnnSmENcZyf9Q_lOgjyBbttevU7eP__BRWfeLg/s556/porches.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="556" data-original-width="452" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcgLfgiB82QAXG11A5iPmLDq5pMUPfpPeaouhR-47dkMVLKts3AvoqkvsXNnpuDk1adP7F1l3-IG-LuYJpFaxbYvqAp1C-i1XN0JQTlXzpMQ-H4i59xKQQpSqeZcxE096z8zvpg89VAcDUYwN0UCTxKYnnSmENcZyf9Q_lOgjyBbttevU7eP__BRWfeLg/s320/porches.png" width="260" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>attic</b></div><p>in the attic<br />time is fluid</p><p>the air thick <br />with memory</p><p>trinkets and photos<br />recall a lifetime</p><p>a rocking horse sways<br />and gathers dust </p>an old teddy bear<br />welcomes a new friend<p>holiday boxes wait<br />expectant and hopeful</p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></p><p>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13198" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/11/24/poetry-friday-in-the-style-of-valerie-worth/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2023/11/poetry-friday-in-style-of-valerie-worth.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://wp.me/p6Bicx-cnM" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-november-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? In December we’re writing in the form of the <b><span style="color: #990000;">elfchen</span></b>, or German cinquain. You can learn about this form at <a href="https://www.germanwithnicole.com/blog/36255-how-to-write-an-elfchen-german-cinquain" target="_blank">German With Nicole</a>. Are you in? Good! We are continuing with our 2023 theme of TRANSFORMATION. If you’re still game, you have a month to craft your creation and share it on December 29th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p><p>Do take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Ruth at <a href="https://thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com/2023/11/poetry-friday-roundup-is-here-and.html" target="_blank">There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p></div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-12972690610861276052023-11-01T09:56:00.000-04:002023-11-01T09:56:05.599-04:00A Cento Challenge<p>This month <a href="https://everydaypoems.substack.com/" target="_blank">Every Day Poems</a> offered up a challenge to "craft a Cento from some of your favorite Every Day Poems lines." They also added this extension.</p><p></p><blockquote>For some extra fun, you’re invited to hand-letter your Cento poem, using a different style or color for each unique line you’ve gathered from another poet. Or, you could put each line on a different slip of paper and collage your poem together.</blockquote><p></p><p>Challenge accepted!</p><p>Here is my untitled cento. (Click to enlarge.)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXEQMtBxB25evjoVOY6fpdA3ZlqWI6aRqHRGyzppenglGVqcG2DjhmBkanpqAFdxi8OWgCcCrNtMHyAjk0Y3ubqAf-mF6Mvc_Fzz7PS14DSMxe9yLTultx0z8eoPNzGiLzWMD46_0jnj9rBbPKttJEeO-HaRL_HdHwbo_oneyILh1EBucyUT5X2TSYW0/s4125/IMG_0574.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2846" data-original-width="4125" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXEQMtBxB25evjoVOY6fpdA3ZlqWI6aRqHRGyzppenglGVqcG2DjhmBkanpqAFdxi8OWgCcCrNtMHyAjk0Y3ubqAf-mF6Mvc_Fzz7PS14DSMxe9yLTultx0z8eoPNzGiLzWMD46_0jnj9rBbPKttJEeO-HaRL_HdHwbo_oneyILh1EBucyUT5X2TSYW0/w400-h276/IMG_0574.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGH39v_oPKXPjGr9sSplhHL_SxDpD3XasvyG6ZSqNQRjGWAYSuNU9Ru2KpAAYfzmoHlfzyj64z1gGjJg0_6ScytmIHPRVvZTcfjo0aPMWg5ta20FW2ZQ-cTC2KW51QnsXuyGCsG3YjifmQyoxyBoeOqzilAyqPrDYmX0_6BT9ovQu2sBPlvCtqsIwEiqo/s5712/IMG_0576.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4284" data-original-width="5712" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGH39v_oPKXPjGr9sSplhHL_SxDpD3XasvyG6ZSqNQRjGWAYSuNU9Ru2KpAAYfzmoHlfzyj64z1gGjJg0_6ScytmIHPRVvZTcfjo0aPMWg5ta20FW2ZQ-cTC2KW51QnsXuyGCsG3YjifmQyoxyBoeOqzilAyqPrDYmX0_6BT9ovQu2sBPlvCtqsIwEiqo/w400-h300/IMG_0576.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It reads:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">the whole world’s chanting desire</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">between stars or heartbeats</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">beyond reach, beyond reckoning </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and in slow-motion</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">a tide, incoming: vast</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">when pulled away, return always to me</div><div><br /></div><div>The lines in this cento come from the following poems:</div><div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Black Dirt by Helen Pruitt Wallace</li><li>Report [an excerpt] by Elizabeth C. Herron</li><li>Grendel In Dawn’s Early Light by Rick Maxson</li><li>Into the Woods by Laurie Klein</li><li>Into the Woods by Laurie Klein</li><li>Juliet’s Aubade by Sara Barkat</li></ul></div></div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-31440490759199129442023-10-27T00:01:00.232-04:002023-10-27T13:12:46.000-04:00Poetry Sisters Write Bouts-rimés<p>The challenge this month was to write in the form of <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">bouts-rimés</span></b>. In <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Teachers-Writers-Handbook-Poetic-Forms/dp/0915924609/" target="_blank">The Teachers & Writers Handbook of Poetic Forms</a>, Ron Padgett describes the form this way:</p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;">A <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">bouts-rimés poem</span></b> is created by one person’s making up a list of rhymed words and giving it to another person, who in turn writes the lines that end with those rhymes, in the same order in which they were given.</p></blockquote><p>This <a href="http://medium.com/age-of-awareness/the-1619-project-vs-the-1776-project-e01820b0d3e9" target="_blank">post by Lady in Read Writes</a> has an infographic on the history of the form. What must be mentioned is that the tradition is to write 14 rhymed lines in the form of a sonnet. </p><p>We didn't follow the rules for rhymed word generation exactly, but we came up with a creative variation. As we began to plan for our Sunday Zoom, we started putting pairs of rhymed words in the Slack channel for our October challenge. Mary Lee was gracious enough to create a Google doc that included an outline of different sonnet forms, along with our rhyming words. The word pairs were listed in the order they were submitted and labeled A-G. That means we had 28 words for 14 end rhymes. This meant that the sonnet form you chose largely dictated which worlds you were required to use. For example, Petrachan and Spenserian sonnets would use words only from lists A through E, while Shakespearean would use words from each list.</p><p>I decided to try something different, so I went with the terza rima sonnet. This sonnet is named for the terza rima, which is a three-line stanza that uses a chain rhyme. The rhyme scheme of the terza rima sonnet is ABA BCB CDC DED with a final rhyming couplet that usually echoes the first rhyme: AA. The poem <a href="https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47548/acquainted-with-the-night" target="_blank">Acquainted with the Night by Robert Frost</a> is an example of this form. </p><p>Here are the words we suggested. The words I chose to use are in green. </p><p>A: <span style="color: #38761d;"><b>profuse</b></span>/<span style="color: #38761d;"><b>abtruse</b></span><br /> chartreuse/<b><span style="color: #38761d;">truce</span></b></p><p>B: <b><span style="color: #38761d;">incline</span></b>/shine<br /> <span style="color: #38761d;"><b>resign</b></span>/<b><span style="color: #38761d;">supine</span></b></p><p>C: various/<span style="color: #38761d;"><b>gregarious</b></span><br /> <span style="color: #38761d;"><b>hilarious</b></span>/<b><span style="color: #38761d;">precarious</span></b></p><p>D: <b><span style="color: #38761d;">ceasefire</span></b>/<span style="color: #38761d;"><b>quagmire</b></span><br /> <span style="color: #38761d;"><b>higher</b></span>/dryer</p><p>E: <span style="color: #38761d;"><b>transform</b></span>/barnstorm<br /> uniform/conform</p><p>F: humility/futility<br /> nobility, tranquility</p><p>G: perturb/superb<br /> reverb, disturb</p><p>I listed the end words first and then began to write. I did rearrange a few of the lines once I had a sense of where this might be going. I tried so hard to follow the rules, but I really wanted to replace the word <b><span style="color: #38761d;">hilarious</span></b> with <span style="color: #990000;"><b>ridiculous</b></span> because it makes more sense in the poem. Doing so would mean I'd FAILED to bend this form to my will and make my lines fit the prescribed end words, so I've left a less desirable option to stay within the bounds of the challenge. The misuse of hilarious notwithstanding, I'm pleased with the result.</p><p><b>The World Abstruse</b></p><p>The world amazes even though abstruse<br />Give up on understanding just resign<br />yourself to sing its praises most profuse</p><p>Blue sky and clouds you ponder while supine<br />as morning flocks sing most gregarious<br />You rise to wander up the steep incline</p><p>step lightly to the edge precarious<br />Views sublime soon call you to move higher<br />what vexed you once now seems hilarious </p><p>compared to all those praying for ceasefire<br />What will it take to make hard hearts transform?<br />To pull societies from the quagmire?</p><p>You hope beyond all hope for peace<code>—</code>a truce<br />This world you love amazes while abstruse </p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></p><p>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13049" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/10/25/poetry-friday-bouts-rimes/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2023/10/poetry-friday-lets-play-with-bouts-rimes.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/poems-for-teachers/her-time-will-come-a-bouts-rimes-draft-poetry-friday/" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-october-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month, we’re writing in the style of Valerie Worth. You can learn more about Valerie Worth and read some of her poems at <a href="https://www.nowaterriver.com/spotlight-on-ncte-poets-valerie-worth-with-lee-bennett-hopkins/" target="_blank">Spotlight on NCTE Poets: Valerie Worth, with Lee Bennett Hopkins</a>, a post by Renée M. LaTulippe at <a href="https://www.nowaterriver.com/" target="_blank">No Water River</a>. Are you in? Good! We are continuing with our 2023 theme of TRANSFORMATION. If you’re still game, you have a month to craft your creation and share it on November 24th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p><p>Do take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Carol Labuzzetta at <a href="https://theapplesinmyorchard.com/2023/10/26/poetry-friday-bat-poems-a-milestone-birthday-and-final-call-for-ekphrastic-nature-poetry-submissions/" target="_blank">The Apples in My Orchard</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p></div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-58683888663859366642023-09-29T00:01:00.138-04:002023-09-29T05:56:10.908-04:00Poetry Sisters Write Diminishing Verse<p>The challenge this month was to write in the form of diminishing verse. You can learn more about this form at <a href="https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/diminishing-verse-poetic-form" target="_blank">Writer's Digest</a>. You can also find helpful information at <a href="https://adamoftheuniverse.poetry.blog/2019/06/07/week-two-diminishing-verse/" target="_blank">Astra Poetica</a>, <a href="https://wordwool.com/diminishing-verse-poem-type/" target="_blank">Word Wool</a>, and <a href="https://yeahwrite.me/writing-help-diminishing-verse/" target="_blank">YeahWrite</a>. Wikipedia calls these <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pruning_poem" target="_blank">Pruning Poems</a>. Basically, the last word in each line is reduced in diminishing (pruning) fashion, by removing the initial letter of the last word in the line without any other changes to spelling. One example might be trout/rout/out. </p><p>I'm grateful I didn't need to think about addressing the theme of transformation in my writing, because the form is transformational in itself. I really had no idea how to start this challenge, so I googled "3-letter words that start with a." I looked at that list and started adding letters to try and make longer words that shared letters. I did this for all 5 vowels (sorry y). When I found that difficult, I went to <a href="http://thefreedictionary.com">thefreedictionary.com</a> and entered 3-letter words, like art, and selected "ends with." This got me a very long list of words. From playing around with this I generated a page of word lists.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8oFY8dIxW7leNFB3khIZ4pmqhwJbivhtpnW6zzSTi0MDRIHPTvMpwSidVWsoGkwc86QhreFJQNXE9fYurj-ts2Xt4MhE_WtTBvvcX2nGHY02yTwq6sIRXEguEQGw58uBQoti12aJM05A-O2afgGOnRutTqfe2zNNGUzqf6lrqFbRCf1eEZ3rz8P_XhU/s1392/Screenshot%202023-09-25%20at%2011.55.45%20AM.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1186" data-original-width="1392" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8oFY8dIxW7leNFB3khIZ4pmqhwJbivhtpnW6zzSTi0MDRIHPTvMpwSidVWsoGkwc86QhreFJQNXE9fYurj-ts2Xt4MhE_WtTBvvcX2nGHY02yTwq6sIRXEguEQGw58uBQoti12aJM05A-O2afgGOnRutTqfe2zNNGUzqf6lrqFbRCf1eEZ3rz8P_XhU/s320/Screenshot%202023-09-25%20at%2011.55.45%20AM.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The problem with this approach was that it generated words that didn't seem to fit very well together. I also took some liberty with 3-letter words, including ack and ick. While all these sets of words rhymed, I had no idea how to make sense of them. When I began working on a poem in earnest, I tried to find a story to tell. Given that I find this form annoying and contrived, I'm pretty pleased with this little poem.</div><p><b>Ode to the Carolina Wren</b></p><p>Faithful companions a mated pair cleaves<br />raises brood after brood that fledges and leaves<br />here in the rundown farmhouse eaves</p><p>Daily I hear the male whistle and scold<br />his tweedle-tweedle-tweedle rings out in the cold<br />the song of the wren never gets old</p><div><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></p><p>Since I've been playing around with Canva, here's the photographic version of this poem.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2pheJZU0N_tf5O-7W9shNlnyvqfwSM8PcM8h4QMXaMc3SIe1DGEAQQlkyHAxXQBoYLa_2sLgSSUgM5FS-RL2VWRbj4y6_ZOxwmIoSQcKvi8lHWk0vRiKjvCCC8RCj-iveIfLDOPqv4UqcR8sZ-C0qxAuYfzzGNzsFsf0_VqpwFZkGtSScSIgwSRBuM5s/s1080/Wren%20Poem%20(1).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2pheJZU0N_tf5O-7W9shNlnyvqfwSM8PcM8h4QMXaMc3SIe1DGEAQQlkyHAxXQBoYLa_2sLgSSUgM5FS-RL2VWRbj4y6_ZOxwmIoSQcKvi8lHWk0vRiKjvCCC8RCj-iveIfLDOPqv4UqcR8sZ-C0qxAuYfzzGNzsFsf0_VqpwFZkGtSScSIgwSRBuM5s/s320/Wren%20Poem%20(1).png" width="320" /></a><br /></div><p>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13022" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/09/28/poetry-friday-diminishing-verse/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sara Lewis Holmes</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Laura Purdie Salas</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-september-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month, we’re writing in the form of <b><span style="color: #990000;">b</span></b><span style="color: #990000;"><b>outs-rimé</b></span> (pronounced Boo-ReeMay). Bouts-rimés "is a method of poetry composition where the author writes down the rhyming end words of each line first, and then fills in the rest of the poem. It is sometimes approached as a game, with one participant challenged to create coherent verse from absurdly incongruent end-words." You can learn more about this form at <a href="https://janeaustensworld.com/2022/01/23/bouts-rime-a-rhyming-word-game-popular-during-the-georgian-era/" target="_blank">Bouts-Rimé: A Rhyming Word Game Popular During the Georgian Era</a>. Are you in? Good! We are continuing with our 2023 theme of TRANSFORMATION. If you’re still game, you have a month to craft your creation and share it on October 27th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p><p>Do take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Jama Rattigan at <a href="https://jamarattigan.com/" target="_blank">Jama's Alphabet Soup</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p></div></div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-37256105733514829712023-08-25T00:01:00.199-04:002023-08-25T00:01:00.158-04:00Poetry Sisters Play with an Exquisite Corpse<p>This month's challenge was writing a poem from the lines generated as we played with an <b><span style="color: #990000;">exquisite corpse</span></b>. Here's what Wikipedia has to say about this form.</p><p></p><blockquote>Exquisite corpse (from the original French term <i>cadavre exquis</i>, literally exquisite cadaver), is a method by which a collection of words or images is collectively assembled. Each collaborator adds to a composition in sequence, either by following a rule (e.g., "The adjective noun adverb verb the adjective noun." as in "The green duck sweetly sang the dreadful dirge.") or by being allowed to see only the end of what the previous person contributed.</blockquote><p></p><p>In terms of process, Tanita started us off by writing one line of poetry and selecting a clunker from <a href="https://awordedgewiselindamitchell.blogspot.com/search?q=clunker" target="_blank">Linda Mitchell's collection</a>. She DM'd her lines to Sara and we were off, each poet sending an original line and a clunker to someone else in the group. When Kelly wrote her lines, she sent them to Tanita, who wrote one more to finish this thing. We only shared our lines with one other person, so it wasn't until we met Sunday on Zoom that we shared the original lines we wrote and the clunkers we selected. Surprisingly, the lines hung together well. Here's the poem our blind exchange generated. The clunker lines appear in red. </p><p>They say the mind is garden-like, with thoughts as sprouting seeds (Tanita)<br /><span style="color: #990000;">but I'm left holding cuttings I'm not sure where to plant<br /></span>Weedy-thick, the prickly buds of odd logic bloom: (Sara)<br /><span style="color: #990000;">You don't cry anymore, but you sing all the words.<br /></span>Each line in a different language as the light shifts, (Liz)<br /><span style="color: #990000;">trees turned so orange the road looked blue.<br /></span>Words tangle, colors muddy in the palette. (Mary Lee)<br /><span style="color: #990000;">I am no longer winsome to the sun.<br />a whole sun’s rise to share<br /></span>there goes the one that got away (Tricia)<br /><span style="color: #990000;">found a bit of sunflower<br /></span>and plucked every petal (by the way, he loves me) (Laura)<br />and then I remembered (Kelly)<br /><span style="color: #990000;">that’s what you wrote about the green beans<br /></span>Stockpile, then, that snap and sass to sweeten your September. (Tanita)</p>
<div>I wasn't quite sure how I wanted to approach this challenge, so while we were each wrestling with the lines we generated, I decided to try crafting a poem from only the words and phrases listed in the poem. I normally write all my poems by hand, but this time around, I pasted the poem in one column and wrote in the adjacent column. As I selected words or phrases, I highlighted them to mark which I'd used. If I repeated a word, I made it bold. I gave myself the freedom to change word endings and tenses and even cut words into parts. This gave me even more words to choose from. In the end, I did add the words <b>she</b> and <b>her</b> to the poem, but otherwise stuck to the constraint I gave myself. Here's what the Word doc looked like when I finished.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNXts1gn4T6e3Z3FcX8CHSMa8VxuGfRziiRKTcH-je5p0EFNzYTNLlDZjr-SC6HgkFSklVC3NeHOq08ddXtyABJoZrp4u7iT1Kx3FEPBum9ycftHoT-JqFchJpt8li5JPM7TJdTLA4Gh6hzWSKVcaiY2__51P6vl0XuFVClyCf3lgrSl_f5If9rV0pcdw/s2088/Screenshot%202023-08-21%20at%202.20.57%20PM.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1274" data-original-width="2088" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNXts1gn4T6e3Z3FcX8CHSMa8VxuGfRziiRKTcH-je5p0EFNzYTNLlDZjr-SC6HgkFSklVC3NeHOq08ddXtyABJoZrp4u7iT1Kx3FEPBum9ycftHoT-JqFchJpt8li5JPM7TJdTLA4Gh6hzWSKVcaiY2__51P6vl0XuFVClyCf3lgrSl_f5If9rV0pcdw/s320/Screenshot%202023-08-21%20at%202.20.57%20PM.png" width="320" /></a></div><div>And here is the poem that emerged from our collective lines.</div><div style="font-weight: bold;"><b><br /></b></div><b>The One That Got Away</b><p>
She was snap and sass<br />
not prickly bud, but sprouting seed<br />
winsome as sweet September<br />
she loved sunflowers<br />
stockpiled green beans<br />
sang to the sun<br />
her thoughts bloomed in different languages<br />
words all weedy and tangled<br />
</p><p>
I remember each word she said<br />
in the blue of the sun’s rise<br />
the way she held that flower<br />
plucked every petal<br />
she looked to the road<br />
orange and thick with trees <br />then turned and left<br />
</p><p>
holding cuttings found<br />
about her garden<br />
I’m not sure where to plant them<br />I don’t cry anymore<br />
but I am no longer whole<br />
</p><div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><br /></div><div>You can read my Poetry Sisters' pieces at the links below. </div><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=13004" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/08/24/poetry-friday-at-a-loss/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2023/08/poetry-friday-exquisite-corpse-clunker.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://www.kellyramsdell.com/blog/2023/8/21/poetry-sisters-write-a-poem-together" target="_blank">Kelly Ramsdell</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/?p=37546" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-august-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month, we’re writing in the form of <b><span style="color: #990000;">diminishing verse</span></b>. You can learn more about this form at <a href="https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/diminishing-verse-poetic-form" target="_blank">Writer's Digest</a>. You can also find helpful information at <a href="https://adamoftheuniverse.poetry.blog/2019/06/07/week-two-diminishing-verse/" target="_blank">Astra Poetica</a>, <a href="https://wordwool.com/diminishing-verse-poem-type/" target="_blank">Word Wool</a>, and <a href="https://yeahwrite.me/writing-help-diminishing-verse/" target="_blank">YeahWrite</a>. Wikipedia calls these <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pruning_poem" target="_blank">Pruning Poems</a>. Are you in? Good! The Poetry Sisters are continuing with our 2023 theme of TRANSFORMATION. If you’re still game, you have a month to craft your creation and share it on September 29th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals.We look forward to reading your poems! </p></div></div><p>Do take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Linda Baie at <a href="https://www.teacherdance.org/" target="_blank">Teacher Dance</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p><p>
</p><p></p><p></p><p></p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-69659238002567690532023-07-28T00:01:00.104-04:002023-07-30T12:57:37.921-04:00Poetry Sisters Write Monotetra Poems<p>The challenge this month was to write a poem in the form of <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">monotetra</span></b>. You can learn more about it at <a href="https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/monotetra-poetic-forms" target="_blank">Writer's Digest</a>. I believe I suggested this one when we were mapping out the year. It looked interesting and I'm always a sucker for form. This form includes any number of quatrains written in tetrameter (8 syllables in each line), with each quatrain using a single rhyme (mono-rhymed). The last line in each stanza repeats the same four syllables.</p><p>This was a lot harder than I imagined. I found the single rhyme hard to work with. I much prefer AB rhyme patterns. I wrote two really bad poems before I remembered our theme of transformation, so I started again. I'll admit to cheating a bit, as this poem has 3 lines with 9 syllables. I tried but couldn't find synonyms with the "right" number of syllables to make the lines 8 syllables. Oh well. I do have a poem to share, even though it feels unfinished. I think it needs one more stanza, perhaps something more hopeful. This is definitely a draft I will revisit.</p><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRIX-9truaOxVw72ELuv6YFS05cIPIFrtCljXjSF2C6QU4Rm-RTIjRcqDRnqPZZVzKQObWzyO7jIoMf_JIajEViVq2x5cKOpIWwbsTlvAsRmdm7qWWeq-TTkIFcQm_sSb_38ISYiB7o22MI2sqq81gNwo1u9hJXouoAVlDOMn74aYrWzCUoGnG4F6_DQ/s3772/Dinoceras_mirabile_Marsh_MNHN.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3040" data-original-width="3772" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRIX-9truaOxVw72ELuv6YFS05cIPIFrtCljXjSF2C6QU4Rm-RTIjRcqDRnqPZZVzKQObWzyO7jIoMf_JIajEViVq2x5cKOpIWwbsTlvAsRmdm7qWWeq-TTkIFcQm_sSb_38ISYiB7o22MI2sqq81gNwo1u9hJXouoAVlDOMn74aYrWzCUoGnG4F6_DQ/s320/Dinoceras_mirabile_Marsh_MNHN.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Cast of Uintatherium anceps skull, French National Museum of Natural History, Paris</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo by <b>Jebulon</b>, Public Domain</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=11978564"><span style="font-size: x-small;">https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=11978564</span></a><br /></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Monotetra for a World Changed</b></div><div><br /></div><div>The summit view is worth the climb</div><div>back to nature our paradigm</div><div>enter a world still and sublime</div><div>Step back in time, step back in time</div><div><br /></div><div>Picture this place in the <a href="https://ucmp.berkeley.edu/tertiary/eoc.html#:~:text=The%20Eocene%20epoch%20is%20part,were%20small%2C%20under%2010%20kg." target="_blank">Eocene</a></div><div>modern mammals arrive on the scene</div><div>now most are gone, what does this mean?</div><div>Sight now unseen, sight now unseen</div><div><br /></div><div>Rivers polluted, trees cut away</div><div>towns have replaced the fields and the hay</div><div>oysters dying in Chesapeake Bay</div><div>We've lost our way, we've lost our way</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><br /></div><div>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </div><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=12967" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/07/27/poetry-friday-pool-time/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2023/07/poetry-friday-monotetra.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/poems-for-teachers/noise-of-the-world-poetry-friday/" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-july-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Andi Sibley</span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month, we’re creating an Exquisite Corpse poem. These collaborative poems necessarily involve yourself and at least one other poet, passing lines or stanzas forward, so now’s the time to choose poetry compatriots. Are you in? Good! The Poetry Sisters are continuing with our 2023 theme of TRANSFORMATION – and we’re going to also sneak in a few of Linda Mitchell’s <a href="https://awordedgewiselindamitchell.blogspot.com/2023/06/poetry-friday-is-here-and-clunker.html" target="_blank">clunkers</a> to give us more to play with. If you’re still game, you have a month to craft your creation and share it on August 25th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals.We look forward to reading your poems! </p></div></div><p>I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Jan at <a href="https://bookseedstudio.wordpress.com/2023/07/27/poetryfridayhost/" target="_blank">BookSeedStudio</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-10988052712276399472023-06-30T00:01:00.043-04:002023-09-28T11:48:48.120-04:00Poetry Sisters Write to a Quote<p>The challenge this month was to write a poem in response to a quote. Initially, I thought we would be writing to the same quote, but several examples were shared, so I decided to use one that spoke to me. Over the last few weeks, the calendar was looming large for me as the month of June and the second anniversary of my mother's death approached. That anniversary is today. Knowing that we would be sharing our poems at this time, and because she's been much on my mind, I decided I wanted to write a poem for or about her. </p><p>The second challenge was to include the theme of transformation, which informs all of our writing this year. I couldn't figure out how to do that, though death is a form of transformation, and surely my life has been transformed by this loss. </p><p>I decided I wanted to write to a form and chose the villanelle. I like the repeating lines and the need for only two rhymes. I wrote with this photo of my mother beside me. It was taken in May of 2021 when I visited with her for the last time.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWVFNDlAtJzsK-QyFczu8imdIZgGIbyd4HHIWbj_BeA3JNhjKsIKGUqMzzo-LiXyrX2gWes_MCmXHJnlGiqc0skcB6uRJdC82zgNWiJQ1yvb-QFkwrZdOg4e7wY-EypAaeVaMLE47W7394oeX459UlyWlsZMr2K1p-ZOplqxp4tRtqjdwIhSLxac5Tqh4/s3474/IMG_1853.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3474" data-original-width="2883" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWVFNDlAtJzsK-QyFczu8imdIZgGIbyd4HHIWbj_BeA3JNhjKsIKGUqMzzo-LiXyrX2gWes_MCmXHJnlGiqc0skcB6uRJdC82zgNWiJQ1yvb-QFkwrZdOg4e7wY-EypAaeVaMLE47W7394oeX459UlyWlsZMr2K1p-ZOplqxp4tRtqjdwIhSLxac5Tqh4/s320/IMG_1853.jpeg" width="266" /></a></div><p>A few weeks ago, I read <a href="https://www.npr.org/2019/06/01/728722925/start-with-truth-and-end-with-art-poet-ocean-vuong-on-his-debut-novel" target="_blank">On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous</a> by Ocean Vuong. It's an amazing novel with beautiful prose. I copied several quotes from it into my commonplace journal. One stuck with me and ultimately became the inspiration for my poem. It rings true because I am both missing and remembering my mother, today and every day.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><b>“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ.”</b><br />-Ocean Vuong in <i>On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous</i></span></p><div><b>Villanelle for My Mother</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Some days it’s hard to bear that you are dead</div><div>I talk to you each morning when I pray</div><div>And often hear your voice inside my head</div><div><br /></div><div>“Put on something bright. Why not wear red?”</div><div>You were never at a loss for what to say</div><div>Some days it’s hard to bear that you are dead</div><div><br /></div><div>I follow your advice and make my bed</div><div>“Straighten up your room before you play.”</div><div>I often hear your voice inside my head</div><div><br /></div><div>Loose buttons? Reach for needle and some thread</div><div>Your smallest lessons stuck, won’t fade away</div><div>Some days it’s hard to bear that you are dead</div><div><br /></div><div>On my last visit you forlornly said</div><div>“Our time has been so short, I wish you’d stay.”</div><div>I often hear your voice inside my head</div><div><br /></div><div>It’s been two years since those first tears were shed</div><div>Yet still I carry grief each waking day</div><div>Most days it’s hard to bear that you are dead</div><div>Thank God I hear your voice inside my head</div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><div><br /></div><div>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </div><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=12940" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/06/30/poetry-friday-love/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sara Lewis Holmes</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/?p=37158" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-june-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Andi Sibley</span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month we are writing in the form of <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">monotetra</span></b>. You can learn more about it at <a href="https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/monotetra-poetic-forms" target="_blank">Writer's Digest</a>. We hope you'll join us. Are you in? Good! You’ve got a month to craft your creation(s), then share your offering with the rest of us on July 28th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p></div></div></div><p>I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Irene Latham at <a href="https://irenelatham.blogspot.com/2023/06/the-moon-in-june-welcome-to-poetry.html" target="_blank">Live Your Poem</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-43805278591148562022023-06-02T07:05:00.040-04:002023-06-04T20:48:29.424-04:00Poetry Friday is Here!<p>Hello All! I'm so happy to be hosting Poetry Friday. </p><p>I have spent the last few months preparing to move out of the building I have spent the last 29 years in on campus. It is my home away from home. There is much I will miss about it. The physical move of all our things occurred this week and still continues, as bookshelves are installed, and furniture moved in. I have been adrift for weeks, with no place to land, settling most days in the library before my classes meet in the late afternoon. We will be allowed to move in next week, and I can't wait. </p><p>In seeing my new office, I am saddened that I have lost so much space to store my books. Out of necessity, I will need to let some go. While I will be able to pass them on to new teachers just starting out, it will hurt to part with them.</p><p>Thinking of moving had me reading Ralph Fletcher as I packed up. <span style="text-align: justify;">In </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Moving-Day-Ralph-Fletcher/dp/1590784537/" style="text-align: justify;">Moving Day</a><span style="text-align: justify;">, Ralph gives readers a series of free verse poems in which 12-year-old Fletch describes his family's move from Massachusetts to Ohio. Here's one of my favorites from this collection.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;">Defrosting the Freezer</span><br /><br />One container of spaghetti sauce<br />Grandma made before she died.<br /><br />Two pieces of old wedding cake<br />you couldn't pay me to eat.<br /><br />Three snowballs from last winter<br />slightly deformed, no longer fluffy.<br /><br />Four small flounder from the time<br />Grandpa took me deep-sea fishing.<br /><br />Everything coated with a thick<br />white layer of sadness. </blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">That thick layer of sadness has surely enveloped me. I did stop by my old digs one last time to say goodbye. My son grew up here, and when he came to campus, lived in the building connected to mine for 2 of his 4 years. It holds many precious memories.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNnjq3ynxKVgqnaXoTOBxiR3wgJi8HvF2xcJF0FdCL0NWFEltlTq1fTNXSH4tdVbZXufL8O59MEs-ehVOYRzsEZve1va8Oy3SA7-ALmQBSXxP5R7k5bk5C92bxTRIVFec24qLKrv4U3oZXvnR9mtS8YP614oyDm8shDyimr-DJLQwu3vyfxMAoSJh0/s2048/14890328_10100352744519109_3448959973763459963_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNnjq3ynxKVgqnaXoTOBxiR3wgJi8HvF2xcJF0FdCL0NWFEltlTq1fTNXSH4tdVbZXufL8O59MEs-ehVOYRzsEZve1va8Oy3SA7-ALmQBSXxP5R7k5bk5C92bxTRIVFec24qLKrv4U3oZXvnR9mtS8YP614oyDm8shDyimr-DJLQwu3vyfxMAoSJh0/s320/14890328_10100352744519109_3448959973763459963_o.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHS_utmAOfW6gUvWz2JtMP4g-0VInZasA9inxfVwgyWHk1nBlGPqH8uYWWbAunhzFCYldjo_r2UygaBU2XjqcVb4OiGEpUpNEAA5r8ko5pPfPRNcI7qXJzXLsQjPXp5KnJmXJwKANqQgTJQbuDUdI_X5Ha_1vUoKNPipAy8rj9umNPDdXN57_JbT_T/s4032/IMG_7542.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHS_utmAOfW6gUvWz2JtMP4g-0VInZasA9inxfVwgyWHk1nBlGPqH8uYWWbAunhzFCYldjo_r2UygaBU2XjqcVb4OiGEpUpNEAA5r8ko5pPfPRNcI7qXJzXLsQjPXp5KnJmXJwKANqQgTJQbuDUdI_X5Ha_1vUoKNPipAy8rj9umNPDdXN57_JbT_T/s320/IMG_7542.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'll be rounding up posts through the day old-school style, so please leave your link in the comments, and I will add you to the post. Happy Poetry Friday, all!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />**********</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Original Poetry</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">Laura Purdie Salas is sharing a poem entitled <a href="https://laurasalas.com/poems-for-teachers/the-song-of-sunshine/" target="_blank">The Song of Sunshine</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Mary Lee Hahn of A(nother) year of Reading is sharing a sudoku poem entitled <a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/06/01/poetry-friday-no-vacancy/" target="_blank">No Vacancy</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Heidi Mordhorst of my juicy little universe is celebrating pride and sharing a color poem entitled <a href="https://myjuicylittleuniverse.blogspot.com/2023/06/turquoise-inklings-happy-pride.html" target="_blank">I Finally Choose a Favorite Color.</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Linda Mitchell of A Word Edgewise is also sharing a <a href="https://awordedgewiselindamitchell.blogspot.com/2023/06/a-color-poem-for-molly.html" target="_blank">color poem</a> written to a lovely photo. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Robyn Hood Black shares a proud grandparent moment and the poem <a href="http://www.robynhoodblack.com/blog/posts/42815" target="_blank">You're the ONE!</a> on the occasion of her grandson's first birthday.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Linda Baie of Teacher Dance shares a poem entitled <a href="https://www.teacherdance.org/2023/06/its-poetry-friday-bouncing-ball.html" target="_blank">The Bouncing Ball Keeps Bouncing</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Irene Latham of Live Your Poem shares an ArtSpeak: LIGHT poem entitled <a href="https://irenelatham.blogspot.com/2023/06/meadow-song-moon-invitation.html" target="_blank">Meadow Song</a>. She also shares an invitation to a moon poem party when she hosts Poetry Friday on June 30th.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Margaret Simon of Reflections on the Teche is also sharing a color poem that begins, "<a href="https://reflectionsontheteche.com/2023/06/02/poetry-friday-red/" target="_blank">If you want to find red</a>."</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Michelle Kogan shares some <a href="https://moreart4all.wordpress.com/2023/06/01/poetry-friday-good-morning-haikus/" target="_blank">Good morning haiku</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Carol Varsalona of Beyond Literacy Link remembers her uncle and pays to tribute to loved ones with her poem <a href="https://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2023/06/life-is-journey.html" target="_blank">Life is a Journey</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">At Poetry Pizzazz with Alan J. Wright, Alan shares a poem entitled <a href="https://alanjwrightpoetrypizzazz.blogspot.com/2023/06/poetry-sparked-by-instruction-manuals.html" target="_blank">Appliance Compliance</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Carol Labuzzetta of The Apples in My Orchards shares a <a href="https://theapplesinmyorchard.com/2023/06/01/poetry-friday-debris-a-found-object-poem/" target="_blank">found object poem entitled Debris</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Anastasia Suen is sharing an <a href="https://anastasiasuen.com/june-2023/" target="_blank">acrostic poem for June</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Patricia J. Franz marvels at the mountains in springtime and shares the poem <a href="https://patriciajfranz.com/blog-the-mountains-are-calling/" target="_blank">snow flower: a haiku</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sally Murphy is generously giving us a glimpse into her new verse novel, <a href="http://sallymurphy.com.au/2023/06/poetry-friday-narelle/" target="_blank">Queen Narelle</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Matt Forrest Esenwine shares news of his forthcoming book and a poem entitled <a href="https://mattforrest.wordpress.com/2023/06/02/poetry-friday-a-graduation-reality/" target="_blank">The Eve of Maturity</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Jone Rush MacCulloch combines the prompt for the monthly Spiritual Thursday Journey with her thoughts and poems in a <a href="https://www.jonerushmacculloch.com/blog/poetry-friday-week-22-combo-of-spiritual-thursday-journey-and-poetry-friday" target="_blank">slide show of visual prayers</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Donna Smith of Mainely Write shares her poem <a href="http://mainelywrite.blogspot.com/2023/06/a-quarantine-remembrance-in-canva.html" target="_blank">The Ocean as a Canva movie</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Molly Hogan of Nix the Comfort Zone used Eileen Spinelli’s “If You Want to Find Golden” as a mentor for her <a href="https://nixthecomfortzone.com/2023/06/02/pf-inkling-challenge-color-poem/" target="_blank">color poem</a>. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Janice Scully of Salt City Verse shares <a href="https://janicescully.com/grateful-visitor-at-the-beach/" target="_blank">two poems about Santa Cruz</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Amy Ludwig VanDerwater of The Poem Farm shares a <a href="http://www.poemfarm.amylv.com/2023/06/lean-on-song-welcome-guests.html" target="_blank">poem entitled Possibility</a>, which can be sung to the tune of "Dona Nobis Pacem." She's also featuring some fourth-grade guest poets.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Marcie Flinchum Atkins shares a <a href="https://www.marcieatkins.com/2023/06/02/poetry-friday-june-2-2023/" target="_blank">haiku and photo</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Book Reviews and Book Lists</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">Jama Rattigan of Jama's Alphabet Soup shares a review of <a href="https://jamarattigan.com/2023/06/02/review-champion-chompers-super-stinkers-and-other-poems-by-extraordinary-animals-by-linda-ashman-and-aparna-varma/" target="_blank">Champion Chompers, Super Stinkers and Other Poems by Extraordinary Animals</a> by Linda Ashman and Aparna Varma.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Susan Thomsen of Chicken Spaghetti shares a <a href="https://chickenspaghetti.typepad.com/chicken_spaghetti/2023/06/2023-poetry.html" target="_blank">list of poetry books for adults published or forthcoming this year</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Mandy Robek of Enjoy and Embrace Learning shares <a href="http://enjoy-embracelearning.blogspot.com/2023/06/things-we-feel-by-sylvia-vardell-janet.html" target="_blank">the anthology Things We Feel</a> by Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">On Writing</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">Lou Piccolo shares some thoughts about <a href="https://loupiccolo.com/playing-with-poetry-to-combat-writers-block/" target="_blank">writing poetry to combat writer's block</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;">Poetry of Others</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">Ramona of Pleasures from the page rambles through the rhododendrons and shares <a href="https://pleasuresfromthepage.blogspot.com/2023/06/spiritual-journey-thursdayand-poetry.html" target="_blank">lines from a Joy Harjo poem and Wendell Berry too</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Tabatha Yeatts of the Opposite of Indifference shares the poem <a href="https://tabathayeatts.blogspot.com/2023/06/the-perfume-of-your-smiles.html" target="_blank">"Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear"</a> by Mosab Abu Toha.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Karen Edmisten shares the poem <a href="https://karenedmisten.blogspot.com/2023/06/poetry-friday-new-moon-newton-by-oliver.html" target="_blank">"New Moon Newton"</a> by Oliver Baez Bendorf.</div></div>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-88001582656294023762023-05-26T00:18:00.056-04:002023-05-27T21:15:18.649-04:00Poetry Sisters Write Ghazals<p>The challenge this month was to write in the form of the <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">ghazal</span></b>. You can learn more about <a href="https://poetryschool.com/theblog/whats-a-ghazal/" target="_blank">this form here</a>. This is a fairly restrictive form. When I began working on the first draft, I felt pretty good about where it was going, until I realized I was bending the rules far too much. Suffice it to say I scrapped my first draft and started on something entirely new. This one far better meets the rules for a ghazal, though I'm not sure it's very rhythmic. I can feel where the lines don't "sing" together. Maybe this is just a weird quirk of mine, or perhaps it comes from writing so often in iambic pentameter. In any case, this is a form I definitely need to play with.</p><p><b>Ghazal For the Dawn</b></p><p>birds in the garden sing in the dawn<br />all manner of creatures take wing in the dawn</p><p>mourners weep at a graveside<br />tears sting in the dawn</p><p>summer ends, school starts again<br />when the first bus arrives, children cling in the dawn</p><p>candles are lit, pews quietly fill<br />bells in the chapel ring in the dawn</p><p>hens wake up early, eat breakfast, lay eggs<br />rooster greeting the sunrise is king in the dawn</p><p>I lace up my sneakers, hit the road in the dark<br />feet pounding the pavement, arms swing in the dawn</p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></span></div><div><div><br /></div><div>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </div><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=12904" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/05/25/poetry-friday-ghazal-for-the-lake/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://saralewisholmes.blogspot.com/2023/05/poetry-friday-ghazal.html" target="_blank">Sara Lewis Holmes</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://laurasalas.com/poems-for-teachers/put-a-muzzle-on-my-ghazals/" target="_blank">Laura Purdie Salas</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-may-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Andi Sibley</span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month we are writing in response to a quote. We hope you'll join us. Are you in? Good! You’ve got a month to craft your creation(s), then share your offering with the rest of us on June 30th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p></div></div></div><p>I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Patricia Franz at <a href="https://patriciajfranz.com/an-anniversary-cento/" target="_blank">Reverie</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-78344349173803744342023-04-28T00:01:00.064-04:002023-04-28T09:36:08.341-04:00Poetry Sisters Write in the Style of Neruda<p>This month's challenge was to write in the style of Neruda. Oh boy. I haven't read much Neruda, so finding a poem as a mentor text was hard. I was familiar with the bilingual, illustrated selection of Neruda's Book of Questions that was published by Enchanted Lion Books last year. I thought about writing a poem composed of questions, but I went down the rabbit hole of reading <a href="https://www.best-poems.net/pablo_neruda/index.html?page=2" target="_blank">Neruda's odes</a> and got lost. They're pretty amazing. If you haven't read them, the best way to describe them is a lengthy (usually) stream of consciousness about everyday objects with a hefty dose of meandering seemingly off-topic before brilliantly closing with a meditation on beauty, nature, or something else profound.</p><p>Inspired by these odes, I attempted one of my own. Our theme for the year is transformation. I'm not sure I got there this time, but I had fun trying.</p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Ode to a Basket of Trinkets</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div><br /></div><div>Woven coils </div><div>of colorful paper</div><div>form a wide</div><div>round bowl</div><div>letters </div><div>clearly visible</div><div>one can </div><div>imagine </div><div>the stories</div><div>they told</div><div>In their</div><div>present form</div><div>transformed into</div><div>this bowl</div><div>they hold</div><div>memories</div><div>trinkets</div><div>baubles </div><div>no one</div><div>but me</div><div>can love</div><div>I cannot bear</div><div>to part</div><div>with small</div><div>forgotten </div><div>treasures</div><div>I worry them </div><div>in my hand</div><div>bringing the</div><div>ghosts of</div><div>love, loss</div><div>to life</div><div>memories clear</div><div>and cloudy</div><div>hanging by</div><div>a thread</div><div>I worry </div><div>over them</div><div>wonder when</div><div>they'll </div><div>disappear</div><div>each trinket </div><div>a touchstone</div><div>an exercise</div><div>in remembering</div><div>and forgetting</div><div>a pink diaper pin</div><div>once mine</div><div>mother kept</div><div>it in her </div><div>jewelry box</div><div>a fountain pen </div><div>ink cartridge</div><div>the bane of</div><div>my left-handed</div><div>existence</div><div>I'm not </div><div>cool enough</div><div>or adept enough</div><div>to write</div><div>without smudging</div><div>the ink</div><div>my hand</div><div>the paper</div><div>a Scrabble tile</div><div>one puzzle piece</div><div>Mardi Gras beads</div><div>tiny paper dolls</div><div>a frayed Girl Scout badge</div><div>three wheat pennies</div><div>a wooden nickel</div><div>all fleeting</div><div>beautiful</div><div>reminders of </div><div>the me I </div><div>used to be</div><div>and the ones</div><div>who made me</div><div>who </div><div>I am</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></span></div><div><div><br /></div><div>You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. </div><div><ul></ul></div><div><ul><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tanitasdavis.com/wp/?p=12877" target="_blank">Tanita Davis</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://ayearofreading.org/2023/04/27/poetry-friday-in-the-style-of-neruda/" target="_blank">Mary Lee Hahn</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Sara Lewis Holmes</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kelly Ramsdell</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Laura Purdie Salas</span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lizgartonscanlon.com/poetry-project-april-2023/" target="_blank">Liz Garton Scanlon</a></span></li><li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Andi Sibley</span></li></ul></div><p>Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month we are writing in the form of the ghazal. You can learn more about <a href="https://poetryschool.com/theblog/whats-a-ghazal/" target="_blank">this form here</a>. We hope you'll join us. Are you in? Good! You’ve got a month to craft your creation(s), then share your offering with the rest of us on May 26th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! </p></div></div></div><p>I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Ruth at <a href="http://thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com/2023/04/poetry-friday-pull-up-chair-roundup-is.html" target="_blank">There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends! </p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-38261560454479292412023-04-14T19:58:00.006-04:002023-04-15T22:37:20.105-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 14<p>My poem for Day 14 of National Poetry Month is written to the<a href="https://www.loc.gov/item/2006689828/" target="_blank"> illustration <b>Sowing and Reaping</b> in Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper, (1863 May 23), p. 141</a>. The poem focuses on the right side of the image.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw1emyF33Z-A1JKh-OZsYKpOx59HSg91nK4Pg67F19XtWbNdZNZxqSOhMrizMqTUfHVmu4UkMdShzZnMVMhY4c4Yl77gkObOn1y2TwMl5063_TkQgjD4qLDG0IjKmhbMdwGvh7zkGpiXSbJI2goveXG65ubxpa6H8oMAj1PEArBwWlhCG-W5_jwggh/s640/service-pnp-cph-3a40000-3a47000-3a47700-3a47788r.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="640" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw1emyF33Z-A1JKh-OZsYKpOx59HSg91nK4Pg67F19XtWbNdZNZxqSOhMrizMqTUfHVmu4UkMdShzZnMVMhY4c4Yl77gkObOn1y2TwMl5063_TkQgjD4qLDG0IjKmhbMdwGvh7zkGpiXSbJI2goveXG65ubxpa6H8oMAj1PEArBwWlhCG-W5_jwggh/s320/service-pnp-cph-3a40000-3a47000-3a47700-3a47788r.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>The Richmond Bread Riot</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>April 1, 1863</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">In the third spring of the war</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">a nation of farmers</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">was starving</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">hungry women took the lead</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">took to the streets</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">wielding clubs and knives</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">axes and hatchets</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">they marched on</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">the Governor's mansion</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">discontent, angry</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">quiet determination turned</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">to chaos as chants of</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">"Bread or blood!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">echoed through the streets</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-8.html" target="_blank">April 8</a> - Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-9.html" target="_blank">April 9</a> - Amnesty Oath of Robert E. Lee (1865) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-10.html" target="_blank">April 10</a> - Detroit Publishing Company photograph of The Main street, Mackinac<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-11.html" target="_blank">April 11</a> - Pigeon Message from Major Whittlesey to the Commanding Officer of the 308th Infantry (1918)<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-12.html" target="_blank">April 12</a> - Henry Bacon’s Competition Proposal for a Monument to Abraham Lincoln (1912)<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-13.html" target="_blank">April 13</a> - The Johnstown calamity. A slightly damaged house. Pennsylvania Johnstown, 1889</p><p>I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by <a href="https://www.jonerushmacculloch.com/blog/poetry-friday-week-15-classic-found-poetry-palooza" target="_blank">Jone Rush MacCulloch</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends!</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-29710050992363489222023-04-13T22:25:00.001-04:002023-04-13T22:25:31.903-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 13<p>My poem for Day 13 of National Poetry Month is written to the photograph <a href="https://www.loc.gov/resource/stereo.1s09424/" target="_blank">The Johnstown calamity. A slightly damaged house. Pennsylvania Johnstown, 1889</a>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vsTxNPdUbE_k2C2Xq5DoF2D94JuWZulorD3w66hAlvoaBzr4PAaprb1D_-xJzb64ys_sjYAeWQVVI4Q02Ub-nKF3CoIZoOFTPS37lu4uvWjWjG051iH0RzycnXiohg_EOS7A9stVzfd0ZHLIbEPl6DXBuOV-deq6IkcnW4cOqazTvzUXOsQu8UXz/s1024/service-pnp-stereo-1s00000-1s09000-1s09400-1s09424v.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="649" data-original-width="1024" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vsTxNPdUbE_k2C2Xq5DoF2D94JuWZulorD3w66hAlvoaBzr4PAaprb1D_-xJzb64ys_sjYAeWQVVI4Q02Ub-nKF3CoIZoOFTPS37lu4uvWjWjG051iH0RzycnXiohg_EOS7A9stVzfd0ZHLIbEPl6DXBuOV-deq6IkcnW4cOqazTvzUXOsQu8UXz/s320/service-pnp-stereo-1s00000-1s09000-1s09400-1s09424v.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b><br /></b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>The Great Flood of 1889</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">When the South Fork Dam gave way</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">the Little Conemaugh River ran </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">like the Mississippi</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">a flood of water and debris</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">hit the unsuspecting town</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">fires burned for three days</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">it wasn't pretty</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">even in stereoscope</div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-8.html" target="_blank">April 8</a> - Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-9.html" target="_blank">April 9</a> - Amnesty Oath of Robert E. Lee (1865) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-10.html" target="_blank">April 10</a> - Detroit Publishing Company photograph of The Main street, Mackinac<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-11.html" target="_blank">April 11</a> - Pigeon Message from Major Whittlesey to the Commanding Officer of the 308th Infantry (1918)<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-12.html" target="_blank">April 12</a> - Henry Bacon’s Competition Proposal for a Monument to Abraham Lincoln (1912)</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-42287860975459536282023-04-12T11:36:00.005-04:002023-04-12T11:37:36.420-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 12<p>My poem for Day 12 of National Poetry Month is written to <a href="https://catalog.archives.gov/id/2581318" target="_blank">Henry Bacon’s Competition Proposal for a Monument to Abraham Lincoln (1912)</a>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkEMeDO6lMFgOFvFZn_ZxUP3G_IXg2a5o53YzlP0a2cVHGu6KS-EUKVkruYuiYdeVZcTHLKWNzfK79pj1SBj1UFXdbiS6L6JIOLyhWDFdauNmVG_AwsAIfDTle2Fj9auMzeNLmI05NSVjT1G5A8buKK5ka381IK8cjczj2engsvTfSxrlRRiERvi2_/s756/15643_a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="505" data-original-width="756" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkEMeDO6lMFgOFvFZn_ZxUP3G_IXg2a5o53YzlP0a2cVHGu6KS-EUKVkruYuiYdeVZcTHLKWNzfK79pj1SBj1UFXdbiS6L6JIOLyhWDFdauNmVG_AwsAIfDTle2Fj9auMzeNLmI05NSVjT1G5A8buKK5ka381IK8cjczj2engsvTfSxrlRRiERvi2_/s320/15643_a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">neoclassical ghosts haunt DC</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">triangular pediments, massive columns</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">majestic domes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">iconic symbols of democracy</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-8.html" target="_blank">April 8</a> - Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-9.html" target="_blank">April 9</a> - Amnesty Oath of Robert E. Lee (1865) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-10.html" target="_blank">April 10</a> - Detroit Publishing Company photograph of The Main street, Mackinac<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-11.html" target="_blank">April 11</a> - Pigeon Message from Major Whittlesey to the Commanding Officer of the 308th Infantry (1918)</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-56481234871711214152023-04-11T23:22:00.022-04:002023-04-12T11:37:49.367-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 11<p>My poem for Day 11 of National Poetry Month is written to <a href="https://catalog.archives.gov/id/595541" target="_blank">Pigeon Message from Major Whittlesey to the Commanding Officer of the 308th Infantry (1918)</a>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd9ZiITz7wPg_rMZv5KB8_Nt6eRiaaizIIA4nuC0s7SqN_l-N5WYeZtSvF5OXXY0tksZcSpfasg2pfvhOYljKP27cQ7t6e4BmEe3XdIMnjc-L_-22VZsRQnoLDuSbOHFTpVqvxvsUYnsu7Q0J2LcFvZ9b_yyhAZpylM11nqZ_la4Ih95cckyI6ws7l/s744/07120_2002_001_A.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="492" data-original-width="744" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd9ZiITz7wPg_rMZv5KB8_Nt6eRiaaizIIA4nuC0s7SqN_l-N5WYeZtSvF5OXXY0tksZcSpfasg2pfvhOYljKP27cQ7t6e4BmEe3XdIMnjc-L_-22VZsRQnoLDuSbOHFTpVqvxvsUYnsu7Q0J2LcFvZ9b_yyhAZpylM11nqZ_la4Ih95cckyI6ws7l/s320/07120_2002_001_A.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">battlefield messengers</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">of the feathered kind</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">braved harsh conditions </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">kept rear commanders informed </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">of enemy movements</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and friendly fire</div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-8.html" target="_blank">April 8</a> - Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-9.html" target="_blank">April 9</a> - Amnesty Oath of Robert E. Lee (1865) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-10.html" target="_blank">April 10</a> - Detroit Publishing Company photograph of The Main street, Mackinac</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-54037811647074363422023-04-10T23:32:00.002-04:002023-04-12T11:38:03.194-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 10<p>My poem for Day 10 of National Poetry Month is written to a <a href="https://www.loc.gov/resource/det.4a12338/" target="_blank">Detroit Publishing Company photograph of The Main street, Mackinac</a>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEJeI_G_WTLvociZfhvIY_J2Y0hEwg5FUphK5QEq3686h1mKE0WOFtluugg6WSJiwnVDGfRhBrbXebOpp0K12xDBpJL3ZYbKeSsBvJkB4ZFntWdI_WqnOeAqkE5WdqmS7ak4ACNNwVOMoEipx88_CU-B8UA4L0z0URToymBYwlQPZZLbGjcELOwEwl/s1024/service-pnp-det-4a10000-4a12000-4a12300-4a12338v.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="819" data-original-width="1024" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEJeI_G_WTLvociZfhvIY_J2Y0hEwg5FUphK5QEq3686h1mKE0WOFtluugg6WSJiwnVDGfRhBrbXebOpp0K12xDBpJL3ZYbKeSsBvJkB4ZFntWdI_WqnOeAqkE5WdqmS7ak4ACNNwVOMoEipx88_CU-B8UA4L0z0URToymBYwlQPZZLbGjcELOwEwl/s320/service-pnp-det-4a10000-4a12000-4a12300-4a12338v.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Main street, 1906</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">strung, wired,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">ready to power up</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">my insulator collection</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">small piece of forgotten history</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-8.html" target="_blank">April 8</a> - Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-9.html" target="_blank">April 9</a> - Amnesty Oath of Robert E. Lee (1865)</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-35434273376986071402023-04-09T23:34:00.005-04:002023-04-12T11:38:14.411-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 9<p>My poem for Day 9 of National Poetry Month is written to the <a href="https://docsteach.org/documents/document/amnesty-oath-of-robert-e-lee" target="_blank">Amnesty Oath of Robert E. Lee (1865)</a>. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSOXzKcN0Jj9A6lwNBFs0B3qAuVtyyhs6ZvXPqWNTyqoGDkQK0hL5U-9ONgxZybdbMpgmGhJuzEPiLmtwRmHR3UR_4r0mWvScyMhN4_2eNwdN1jjl-HxnFWPKFK7hwqEUj57OWgO9stR-mj4796NPqCMN2mQQCnfKgYKERJGUPy15oW1I4s05nWi1Z/s893/orig_593737_4915.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="893" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSOXzKcN0Jj9A6lwNBFs0B3qAuVtyyhs6ZvXPqWNTyqoGDkQK0hL5U-9ONgxZybdbMpgmGhJuzEPiLmtwRmHR3UR_4r0mWvScyMhN4_2eNwdN1jjl-HxnFWPKFK7hwqEUj57OWgO9stR-mj4796NPqCMN2mQQCnfKgYKERJGUPy15oW1I4s05nWi1Z/s320/orig_593737_4915.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After surrender</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">he promised to uphold the Constitution</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">expressed a desire for reconciliation</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">transitioned from treasonous general</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">to college president</div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886) <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-8.html" target="_blank">April 8</a> - Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-38126874983563109012023-04-08T18:17:00.005-04:002023-04-12T11:38:31.208-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 8<p>My poem for Day 8 of National Poetry Month is written to <a href="https://www.loc.gov/resource/ppprs.00407/" target="_blank">Roy Takeno reading paper in front of office / photograph by Ansel Adams</a>. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis67A2IQZhLVIkePEcHafsSjuLwZ-JNs12KeK4JNjXXiJB2uSJ_1BwxaLTvSGDvhXSnhVp_KFGzclsDpQn1TqrCr8zvO1YIjCWFtNGTzFAi8Y31Jndo22KPbPd4bJh2BR9o-BnFOT3KQhxF4oi7i-p15DC3Md4wHbzisQEYqzFY0F5Q6biXcbbxQeB/s1024/service-pnp-ppprs-00400-00407v.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="796" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis67A2IQZhLVIkePEcHafsSjuLwZ-JNs12KeK4JNjXXiJB2uSJ_1BwxaLTvSGDvhXSnhVp_KFGzclsDpQn1TqrCr8zvO1YIjCWFtNGTzFAi8Y31Jndo22KPbPd4bJh2BR9o-BnFOT3KQhxF4oi7i-p15DC3Md4wHbzisQEYqzFY0F5Q6biXcbbxQeB/s320/service-pnp-ppprs-00400-00407v.jpg" width="249" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div><b>Free Press in Manzanar</b></div><div><br /></div><div>There was nothing free</div><div>in this "reception center"</div><div>240 miles from the sea</div><div>in a high-walled mountain valley</div><div>where US citizens</div><div>treated as aliens and enemies</div><div>were interned</div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-7.html" target="_blank">April 7</a> - Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886)</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-78039826602012033992023-04-07T19:01:00.007-04:002023-04-12T11:38:56.536-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 7<p>My poem for Day 7 of National Poetry Month is written to a horrific <a href="https://docsteach.org/documents/document/governor-ross-apache-removal" target="_blank">Letter from Governor Ross Supporting Apache Removal (1886)</a>. You can read the entire letter in the link.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKzNtgpO4m1nE5Pbv55QKbw42GOwmF9fcIkBKBW1sN-NdaRx9I7R-JmzhOsUJt77IM7xQF1L2xb3uoNCPylk_J_W-gQH2o7upbL_USyuta-BbuqOSm-PKoXPsuLvcVY6DCPi9TS8oqkEpmfRQdGuwWs_jzQerIEpkOtRAgfOuALLtlu8497RcJrUZ/s2500/orig_4662605_6387.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2500" data-original-width="1907" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKzNtgpO4m1nE5Pbv55QKbw42GOwmF9fcIkBKBW1sN-NdaRx9I7R-JmzhOsUJt77IM7xQF1L2xb3uoNCPylk_J_W-gQH2o7upbL_USyuta-BbuqOSm-PKoXPsuLvcVY6DCPi9TS8oqkEpmfRQdGuwWs_jzQerIEpkOtRAgfOuALLtlu8497RcJrUZ/s320/orig_4662605_6387.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOPbg429UCYTEtDIY_aKbZVQueLCpW7RJf52kM3jfPwLmbj6Fb-H-ZNZVkFZV9ZjQqwCKrciyTpDMcib76zG-eO7tkjXQB3FGNLw5pgqAeOh2hiQAr4JYJsZ1vtLixjF6AmhoNnhSqZlbO-fOWHP80fzsks3tw1xYvQYv_M-rOPFTB9GpoYw1YEatv/s2500/orig_4662605_6390.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2500" data-original-width="2034" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOPbg429UCYTEtDIY_aKbZVQueLCpW7RJf52kM3jfPwLmbj6Fb-H-ZNZVkFZV9ZjQqwCKrciyTpDMcib76zG-eO7tkjXQB3FGNLw5pgqAeOh2hiQAr4JYJsZ1vtLixjF6AmhoNnhSqZlbO-fOWHP80fzsks3tw1xYvQYv_M-rOPFTB9GpoYw1YEatv/s320/orig_4662605_6390.jpg" width="260" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>They Were Here First</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div><div><br /></div><div>ghosts of the past</div><div>rattle in the present</div><div>their descendants are here</div><div>strangers in their own land</div><div><br /></div><div>targeted by hateful language</div><div>yesterday and today</div><div> traditional enemies</div><div> generations of hostility</div><div> warpath of pillage and murder</div><div> radical measures</div><div> extermination</div><div><br /></div><div>no peace except in</div><div>distant and isolated lands</div></div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-6.html" target="_blank">April 6</a> - Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools</p><p>I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Margaret Simon at <a href="https://reflectionsontheteche.com/2023/04/06/poetry-friday-and-progressive-poem-are-here/" target="_blank">Reflections on the Teche</a>. Happy poetry Friday, friends!</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-70315559997526406002023-04-06T23:59:00.003-04:002023-04-12T11:39:10.018-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 6<p>My poem for Day 6 of National Poetry Month is written to <a href="https://docsteach.org/documents/document/teachers-rules" target="_blank">Teachers' Monthly Report and Rules (1865): Narrative School Reports from Teachers and Superintendents of Freedmen's Schools</a>. This is a found poem created with words from the Rules.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhaanv_WYZbH41Kmdno520Wb0ZNdEWco_HQ0K7yz4181I_3CKN_gHDeCvhikbVXcrkESx9WkP3i70QtRfJ0S_PDO9rpH_VGID2s_QyAx3ouXt-G1VyC9D9vPOWIN34iqUtMOPUy2ZU3gu6lhXkbgjHWmh3AW5pSbuPOXL-jfqEngCKvGFd-7mQ522b/s2500/orig_594901_1704.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1635" data-original-width="2500" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhaanv_WYZbH41Kmdno520Wb0ZNdEWco_HQ0K7yz4181I_3CKN_gHDeCvhikbVXcrkESx9WkP3i70QtRfJ0S_PDO9rpH_VGID2s_QyAx3ouXt-G1VyC9D9vPOWIN34iqUtMOPUy2ZU3gu6lhXkbgjHWmh3AW5pSbuPOXL-jfqEngCKvGFd-7mQ522b/s320/orig_594901_1704.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Teacher Rules</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div><br /></div><div>value knowledge and</div><div>subjects of instruction </div><div><br /></div><div>notice and observe with </div><div>special attention</div><div>all pupils</div><div><br /></div><div>provide time for learning</div><div>deliver best care in teaching</div><div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-5.html" target="_blank">April 5</a> - Sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-53423718902238492892023-04-05T13:48:00.004-04:002023-04-12T11:39:21.339-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 5<p>My poem for Day 5 of National Poetry Month is written to the <a href="https://www.loc.gov/item/2017562204/" target="_blank">sheet music cover for Votes for Women: International Suffragists' Song</a>. This is a found poem created with the song's lyrics.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6-tVL_QZ8rrzE4hMexrhaBE3VeSjsaA1WIp47AVGFwe6OyQCXCzJ2tyKA97JFr6HnBy_3IWjtkt1bsEi7aqduCdQNwVTiuHpz1sxyj33uEXMS_5Y_R1rnvf0vScYrzYqREu_PntQQ8mbyXKO3741lGRcUt1EYzQ_NdpOwjcF6s4yoKFGuc_ujIusW/s5633/iiif-service_music_mussuffrage_mussuffrage-100048_mussuffrage-100048.0001-full-pct_100-0-default.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5633" data-original-width="4478" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6-tVL_QZ8rrzE4hMexrhaBE3VeSjsaA1WIp47AVGFwe6OyQCXCzJ2tyKA97JFr6HnBy_3IWjtkt1bsEi7aqduCdQNwVTiuHpz1sxyj33uEXMS_5Y_R1rnvf0vScYrzYqREu_PntQQ8mbyXKO3741lGRcUt1EYzQ_NdpOwjcF6s4yoKFGuc_ujIusW/s320/iiif-service_music_mussuffrage_mussuffrage-100048_mussuffrage-100048.0001-full-pct_100-0-default.jpg" width="254" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Votes for Women</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">mothers and maids</div><div style="text-align: left;">foremost toilers of our land</div><div style="text-align: left;">all answer the call</div><div style="text-align: left;">marching as one vast army</div><div style="text-align: left;">liberty under way </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-4.html" target="_blank">April 4</a> - 1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman.</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-42770745455967132312023-04-04T22:27:00.009-04:002023-04-12T11:39:41.320-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 4<p>My poem for Day 4 of National Poetry Month is written to a <a href="https://www.loc.gov/resource/cph.3g09547/" target="_blank">1917 poster showing Liberty presenting a sword "Service" to a young woman</a>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnV-Yw8h1Pe3MF6Tacuqn9Z8VV8cZbJTHCde46hHoobmdHeuEXavDU5CEzQ-ZdKuCZHo7J73yb0Qq9ujrUEb3nn7hBv8vIQBmJubhZvP-wONhYqQC8tARP8y5Bnknu5dWaHCLKojvkwOsreJuyQaNatJWSxrcLZ0m3MsnESLsPMzNcUrp2FLWu582/s3763/master-pnp-cph-3g00000-3g09000-3g09500-3g09547u.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3763" data-original-width="2462" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnV-Yw8h1Pe3MF6Tacuqn9Z8VV8cZbJTHCde46hHoobmdHeuEXavDU5CEzQ-ZdKuCZHo7J73yb0Qq9ujrUEb3nn7hBv8vIQBmJubhZvP-wONhYqQC8tARP8y5Bnknu5dWaHCLKojvkwOsreJuyQaNatJWSxrcLZ0m3MsnESLsPMzNcUrp2FLWu582/s320/master-pnp-cph-3g00000-3g09000-3g09500-3g09547u.png" width="209" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div><b>Over There</b></div><div><br /></div><div>more than Uncle Sam</div><div>indelible images </div><div>posters sold the war </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: left;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card<br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-poem-3.html" target="_blank">April 3</a> - Section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-24829368437460820522023-04-03T22:11:00.008-04:002023-04-12T11:39:58.133-04:00NPM 2023 - Poem 3<p>My poem for Day 3 of National Poetry Month is written to a <a href="https://digital.archives.alabama.gov/digital/collection/voices/id/6468/" target="_blank">section of the city code of Montgomery, Alabama, requiring segregation on buses</a>. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjpzi_pK-z0JBdbs4qCOW97d8PoDmJvRyefzeedR1gMIR2S2oDy9faiSfvntOkte5LvvoPh_rIyLrakl3kEDDLA70b0356cvOBOoMoZrO0rEKFPMvjD71kVj4zXIbxcd6EtAQCADyeXtCZUUL5BHv4gN6JvNhsdWN8dwdZz7nHQEuiP9hfiA5clRV/s1574/Screen%20Shot%202023-04-03%20at%2010.09.14%20PM.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1574" data-original-width="1030" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjpzi_pK-z0JBdbs4qCOW97d8PoDmJvRyefzeedR1gMIR2S2oDy9faiSfvntOkte5LvvoPh_rIyLrakl3kEDDLA70b0356cvOBOoMoZrO0rEKFPMvjD71kVj4zXIbxcd6EtAQCADyeXtCZUUL5BHv4gN6JvNhsdWN8dwdZz7nHQEuiP9hfiA5clRV/s320/Screen%20Shot%202023-04-03%20at%2010.09.14%20PM.png" width="209" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Don't tell me it's not systemic</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Don't try to convince me it's done</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Centuries of brutal oppression</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Need time to be overcome</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Don't tell me the past is divisive</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The facts can't be denied</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We must tell the truth of history</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Honor all who suffered and died</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I hope you'll join me tomorrow for my next poem highlighting a piece of history. You can read the previous poems as images <a href="https://www.instagram.com/tricia_stohr_hunt/" target="_blank">on Instagram</a> or at the links below. Each one is listed according to the primary source that inspired it.</div><p><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/national-poetry-month-project-2023.html" target="_blank">April 1 </a>- Sketch map of White Oak Swamp and vicinity southeast of Richmond.]; 6/1862; Records of the Office of the Chief of Engineers, Record Group 77 <br /><a href="https://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2023/04/npm-2023-day-2-poem.html" target="_blank">April 2</a> - John Wilkes Booth's calling card</p>Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.com0