 Tanita at {fiction, instead of lies} is hosting Poetry Friday. She is sharing the poetry challenge for July which sounds very fun and doable. Its a Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line katautawith a 5/7/7, 5/7/7 syllable count. Since a Sedoka has only six lines, you can totally do this! BONUS: Mary Lee (A(nother) Year of Reading) is hosting next Friday and has the theme for protest Poetry on Independence Day. Try a Sedoka.  We are living in some uncertain times. This past weekend, after the news, I decided to do restart abandoning art. This time I'm making 2 x 2 in canvas hearts. #moreart #morelove. There are 2 that are heading to Paris with a friend to leave somewhere in the city. I'm going to make more this summer. The other thing I'm doing is to revisited the poems of Naomi Shihab Nye. This one comes from The Tiny Journalist. It's a book I bought at the 2020 AWP Conference. I found the poem on Poets.org Moon Over Gaza Naomi Shihab Nye 1952 – I am lonely for my friends. They liked me, trusted my coming. I think they looked up at me more than other people do. I who have been staring down so long see no reason for the sorrows humans make. I dislike the scuffle and dust of bombs blasting very much. It blocks my view. A landscape of sorrow and grieving feels different afterwards. Different sheen from a simple desert, children who say my name like a prayer. Sometimes I am bigger than a golden plate, a giant coin and everyone gasps. Maybe it is wrong that I am so calm. From The Tiny Journalist (BOA Editions, Ltd. 2019) by Naomi Shihab Nye. Copyright © 2019 by Naomi Shihab Nye. Used with the permission of the poet. This line is so powerful: see no reason for the sorrows humans make.  I received the first Summer Poetry Swap from Linda Mitchell. And squee she sent me a fabulous book to read by our very own Poetry Friday poet, Margaret Simon. I am going to begin it tonight. and will be using Linda's hand crafted book mark with the poem, A Book is a Place" by Clyde Watson on the back.
My goal this summer is to read more poetry and to share more titles. You may or may not know this but the CYBILS are pausing their year awards for this year. I get why they are yet I am very sad about this.
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Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town is hosting this week and I'm excited as we might actually get to commented on each other's blogs. She's writing about fireflies, one of my favorite insects. I subbed in my friend's class on Wednesday for the last time this year. It started with flowers waiting for me and then a field day which was brilliant. Yesterday, I spent the day planting flowers whose roots needed to be free of their tiny containers. I was able to spend time on the deck and set summer goals. Summertime dance daily read daily write daily water time napping time dreaming time moon gazing star gazing summertime ©jone rush macculloch, draft, 2025
Last Friday, Joan Kwon, Glass, had a tribute to my friend, Beth Brody. She featured one of Beth's poems along with one of her poems and provided prompts. Please go and read Beth's stunning poem, "The Table We Once Met".
Paul Gurcan, Irish poet, died at 80 in May.
A friend and former co-worker sent this article to me. I went down a rabbit hold about him as he was new to me. He was categorized as Ireland's spirit and sorrow's poet. I found this YouTube video in which he read from his poems that he wrote in collaboration with the paintings at the Toledo Museum of Art. Here's an article about his visit..  Graphic ˙© Amber Fleek Poetry Friday is being held today by the fabulous Buffy @ Buffy Silverman. exhausted sub at school teaching math not her vibe poetry is her vibe challenging end of year we're all done © jone rush macculloch A friend in my former district needed consistency for someone to sub while she tends to her son who at 17 was diagnosed with lymphoma. I felt called to do this for her. It's not the school I usually sub in. I have be so grateful for her support and the support of the staff during May. These are the Covid kindergarteners and first grades who had school online. It's been eye opening to see their skills and impact of the pandemic. I've cried. I've managed. Teaching 2 day and 3 days a week. Teaching a prescribed poetry curriculum, that when I have a larger bandwidth, I might write about. But! I have a few gem student poems based on Georgia Heard's book, Boom! Bellow! Bleat! Wolf by Owen I am a wolf I look like a very gray racoon howl, howl, howl My sound is like a high pitch yelp howl, howl, howl I feel like a predator howl, howl, howl I wish I could kill a tiger howl, howl, howl Cheetah by Savannah I am a cheetah I look like a cat Purr, purr, purr My sound is like a calm cat Purr, purr, purr I feel like a fast animal Purr, purr, purr I wish I could fly Purr, purr, purr Falcon by Haven 'Lee I am a falcon I look like an F16 Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh My sound is like a thruster engine Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh I feel like a flying jet Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh I wish I could be an F22 Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh Panther by Ianisa I am a panther I look like a black night hush, hush, hush My sound is like a shshshsh hush, hush, hush I feel like a dark night hush, hush, hush I wish I could fly hush, hush, hush Silver Fox by Brianna I am a pretty silver fox I look like a small wolf woof, bark, woof My sound is like a witch's laugh bark, woof, bark I feel like a race horse woof, bark, woof I wish I could run like the wind bark, woof, bark Exciting News My county had a Poetry Contest. I entered a contest. I won. I am giving a reading which is available via Zoom if you are a night owl. Details here:
The Milwaukie Poetry Series, the Clackamas County Arts Alliance and St. John the Evangelist Episcopal church are delighted to host a Poetry reading and Open Mic on Friday, June 6, 2025. Congratulations to the Poetry Contest Winners! Winner: Jone MacCulloch Honorable Mention: Lindsay Boyer and Wendy Wagner Thank you to everyone who submitted their poetry to the contest. Milwaukie First Friday Poetry Reading and Open Mic St. John Episcopal Church 2036 SE Jefferson St., Milwaukie 97222 6:30 - 8 PM PST Not Able to attend? It’s available via Zoom Register for the live stream feature. Contact: Tom Hogan: [email protected] You will receive a link before the event. The event will be recorded and available for viewing on demand on the Ledding Library YouTube Channel. Mary Lee Hahn has Poetry Friday today. I am keeping short and sweet today. Yestersday I sent my WIP to a poet-author for a manuscript review. I've taken a couple of classes with her and I am thrilled for her to read the newest revision. Today, I brought a friend up to the library in Welches, OR to see "Far Flung Places" This is my statement about the exhibit: "Travel is about the gorgeous feeling of teetering in the unknown." ~ Anthony Bourdain In 2020, I was preparing to travel to Ireland and Japan. Covid hit. We rescheduled to 2022. Last summer, I visited Japan with my eldest grandchild. "Far Flung Places", highlights the unknown teetering places where I felt a deep connection. Each piece is paired with a poem.
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