“Something in an ant is sure where these morsels belong, but the ant could not explain this Something in a poem is certain where its words belong, but the poet could not explain this. All day the ant obeys an inexplicable order. All day the poet obeys an incomprehensible demand.” ~ Jane Hirshfield
pickSad but ultimately hopeful book of poems about one of the many dark parts of United States history. File it under “stories the Right doesn‘t want your kids to know.”
Edited to add the photo. 😑
pickI really enjoyed our April #SUNDAYBUDDYREAD book. The writing, the stories & (of course) our Sunday discussions were so good. I love how much I learn from these reads & discussions and how readily I jump into books I wouldn‘t have chosen for myself.
pickA truly unique look at mental health and depression. I think the way Sorrow was depicted was especially affecting and pictorial.
#riseupreads
I am not a poetry reader. That's on me, definitely not Ocean Vuong. There were some lines I thought were quite lovely.
I'm winning even / if it just looks like / my fingers are shaking
Nobody's free without breaking open
I was made to die but I'm here to stay
It seems to me like a roller coaster. The speaker moves from gutwrenching despair to the heights of victory. Maybe. #QueerBC @PuddleJumper
There's death. Then dancing.
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Here are the May prompts for #PoetryMatters
To play post a poem, quote, song, etc that you feel matches the prompt. Don't forget to tag me in your post.
