I am attempting to post a different poem of mine each day, January through June, while I'm on sabbatical from school. Almost all of them will need to be new poems since I don't have that large of a catalogue of old poems to call upon. [As of June 30, 2011, I've accomplished my goal. I will now switch to weekly postings; each Monday I will publish at least one poem.]
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I am attempting to post a different poem of mine each day, January through June, while I'm on sabbatical from school. Almost all of them will need to be new poems since I don't have that large of a catalogue of old poems to call upon. [As of June 30, 2011, I've accomplished my goal. I will now switch to weekly postings; each Monday I will publish at least one poem.]
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Poetry 181: December 2014
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Saturday, December 20, 2014. On Thursday, December 18, the poetry class at Aristotle University in Thessaloniki and I composed a group cinquain. Here's the format we were using: 1st line- one word that names the topic. 2nd line- two words that appeal to the senses. 3rd line- three words that describe an action. 4th line- two words that name an emotion. 5th line- one word that is a new name for the topic. Dizzy tenderness (or tender dizziness). Thursday, December 18, 2014. A Day in a Life. A Day in a Life.
Poetry 181: June 2014
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Monday, June 30, 2014. I have posted about 350 poems here, and I think it is time to revisit and revise some of them for possible publication rather than continue to post new work on a weekly basis. Thank you to those followers who have stuck with me. I may still occasionally post a new poem here but not on any regular schedule. If you are finding this blog for the first time, please feel free to browse and, I hope, find something you enjoy. Monday, June 23, 2014. When I cycle swiftly,. Sounds like a car.
Poetry 181: A Day in a Life
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Thursday, December 18, 2014. A Day in a Life. I just visited a poetry class at Aristotle University in Thessaloniki. The students there had just come up with individual images using William Carlos Williams as a model. I put their images together in the poem below, which they then read for me. Efharisto poli. A Day in a Life. So much depends upon. A street lamp at dawn. And a full moon. Waiting for the sun. To rise –. And the bright yellow. A green and orange. Bed, cutting through. So much depends upon.
Poetry 181: Delusions
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Monday, June 23, 2014. When I cycle swiftly,. Sometimes the rush of wind. Sounds like a car. That’s not really there. Or masks the noise. Of one that is. November 20, 2014 at 2:42 PM. Indeed. And age doesnt help. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the Dentists Chair. View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
Poetry 181: March 2014
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Monday, March 31, 2014. The School for the Blind. So I asked the policeman where the School for the Blind is, and he pointed to the building in front of me. The School for the Blind. Is where you learn to feel. And want to touch everything. You truly want to know;. Is where you learn the smell. Of dusk and how it differs. From the dawn;. Is where you learn to taste. In the air;. Is where you learn to hear. The sounds and beyond. Mere lack of noise;. Is where you learn. Monday, March 24, 2014. Be dim and ...
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Jessie Keary — Summer 2015. Matthew Baker — Spring 2015. Emma Clark — Winter 2014 – 2015. Fred Zirm — Fall 2014. Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois — Summer 2014. Mara Vulgamore — Spring 2014. Andrew Hofmann — Winter 2013 – 2014. David Nilsen — Spring 2015. Anna Stokely — Winter 2014 – 2015. Courtney Denning — Fall 2014. Jennifer Finstrom — Summer 2014. Jared Yates Sexton — Spring 2014. Erica Barnes — 2013 – 2014. Fred Zirm — Fall 2014. How long have you been writing? Is writing how you make your living? Until...
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Monday, 18 June 2012. Wednesday, 13 June 2012. Nahi Maloom kab say hai Ta'alluq Tum Sy yeh Apna,. Tumhara aqs Tha DiL main Tumhary Naam sy Pehly! Tumhari yaad ka mausam. Jo her ik dukh say gehra Hai. Na jane kitni muddat say. Hamare man main thehra Hai! Mere hath uthe mere lab. Mere dil se ye awaz uthi. Tere honton ki hansi. Teri ankho ki chamak. Tere lafzon ki khushbo. Tere lehje ki dhanak. To jo soche tuje mil jaye. To jo chahe wo ho jaye. Tere rahon me jugno hon. Hr qadam pe tuhe bahar. Don't force yo...
Poetry 180
Poetry and Social Studies. Poetry and the Arts. This website is a resource for teachers in CURR438! Bolden, B. (2009). Body parts, the water cycle, plants, and dolphins: Adventures in primary-grade. 3), 8-13. Retrieved from ERIC database as full-text html. This article describes a music teacher’s inclusion of poetry and song composing with primary grade students. Students created the poem as a group, making suggestions and building off of one another’s ideas, and finally voting on the best version. 6), 4...
Poetry 181
Sunday, November 13, 2016. A Plea to Our New President. A Plea to Our New President. Forget your worst threats. But keep your best promises. Learn humility as well. As you’ve mastered pride. If you hope to act presidential, remember –. Listening is the actor’s essential art. Look at something besides size. And everything beyond color. When measuring a man. As if they were your own. As if they could be you. Or your fallen brother. Friday, March 20, 2015. All Children Speak Chinese. Or carry me,. A Day in ...
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پنهان محمد رضا براری. فراموشی سید رضا سید حسینی. در آیینه چقدر شبیه همیم. نوشته شده توسط نقی یوسف نژاد در جمعه هجدهم مرداد ۱۳۹۲ و ساعت 18:16. به گل می نشینی. دلم را به چه خوش کنم بهار. یا شکوفه های پلاسیده ی دامنت. در فصلهای دود و دیوار. نوشته شده توسط نقی یوسف نژاد در جمعه دوم فروردین ۱۳۹۲ و ساعت 23:48. با شاخه ای گل مریم. نوشته شده توسط نقی یوسف نژاد در یکشنبه بیست و دوم بهمن ۱۳۹۱ و ساعت 14:2. سرم برسینه ی درختان. پرنده ای خودش را. بر حنجره وچشمانم می کوبد. ماشه ی انگشتانت.یوسف نژاد. پنجره را می بندم.
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گلستان شعر و ادب. نمیدونم دلم دیوونه کیست. پنجشنبه 20 شهریور 1393 : نویسنده : غزاله. نمیدونم دلم دیوونه کیست. کجا میگردد و در خونه کیست. نمیدونم دل سرگشته ما. اسیر نرگس مستونه کیست. یکی وصل و یکی هجران پسندد. یکی درد و یکی درمان پسندد. من از درمان و در وصل و هجران. پسندم آنچه را جانان پسندد. نگاراینا دل و جانم و ته دانی. همه پیدا و پنهانم و ته دانی. نمی دونم که این درد از که گیرم. همی دونم که درمانم ته دانی. غم عشقت بیابان پرورم کرد. هوای بخت، بی بال و پرم کرد. به ما گفتی صبوری کن صبوری. به که گویم که تو...
