 Welcome to 2021 National Poetry Month. It's my fifteenth year of participating (some years better than others). This year I'm taking a look at some previous poems that I enjoyed and will be revising. Some have been on the blog before and others not. I have five great interviews lined up: April 2 POETRY FRIDAY: ALLAN WOLF April 9 POETRY FRIDAY: LISA FIPPS April 16 POETRY FRIDAY: CHRIS BARON April 23 POETRY FRIDAY: JOANNE ROSSMASSLER FRITZ April 30 POETRY FRIDAY: LITA JUDGE I love getting books into the hands of readers so there will be prizes for stopping by and saying hi. Back in 2009, Laini Taylor was a debut author with FAIRIES OF DREAMDARK:BLACKBRINGER. The prompt at Sunday Scribblings was "wings". I wrote a reverse double Fibonacci to celebrate. Dragonfly cathedral window Beveled wings glisten Dragonfly Sits, waits Rests Now One Free Spirit Dragonfly Dances in dusk’s light Transformation invitation © jone rush macculloch, draft, 2009 Today, I played with the words and the form (Shadorma and the Reverse Double Fib). I worked on making the words more concrete than I had in 2009. dragonfly’s glistening sun wings cathedral windows, azure hawks hover near on reeds dreaming of midges and dusk fairies ancient hunters of the lake © jone rush macculloch, draft, 2021 dragonfly’s glistening sun wings hover near dreams whirring along the azure waters dusk fairy hunters © jone rush macculloch, draft, 2021 TOMORROW! AUTHOR LISA FIPPS INTERVIEW. DON'T MISS LEARNING ABOUT HER DEBUT BOOK, STARFISH.
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 Welcome to 2021 National Poetry Month. It's my fifteenth year of participating (some years better than others). This year I'm taking a look at some previous poems that I enjoyed and will be revising. Some have been on the blog before and others not. I have five great interviews lined up: April 2 POETRY FRIDAY: ALLAN WOLF April 9 POETRY FRIDAY: LISA FIPPS April 16 POETRY FRIDAY: CHRIS BARON April 23 POETRY FRIDAY: JOANNE ROSSMASSLER FRITZ April 30 POETRY FRIDAY: LITA JUDGE I love getting books into the hands of readers so there will be prizes for stopping by and saying hi. This is a poem that was drafted in 1995. In 2009, I revised the poem based on a prompt about food associations. Below "Adelanto" is the redux of the poem. It is also the word for Day 6: journey, of the prompts from Oregon Writers' Colony.
Adelanto Rancho t lined in palm trees Snakelike San Bernardino Mountain Pass Sage foothills, Joshua tree desert Foot fights with younger brother Butterfly stomach on windy, carnival road Highway food stand Purchased black, green olives minutes from Adelanto Desert white masonry brick house Eucalyptus and castor trees lined gravel driveway Cool refuge from a sweltering sun Great aunts, aprons on Busy ricing potatoes Great uncle hugged nonstop Bleu cheese, tomato soup Bubbled through cauliflower Table set for a feast Sun porch swing Rocked me until Eyelids slammed shut Starlit night debuts on black damask Fairy lights twinkle far off a day’s journey © jone rush macculloch, draft, 2009 REDUX A Day’s Journey Begin in the car, driving through palm trees lined Rancho Cucamonga through a snakelike San Bernardino Mountain Pass through sage foothills, Joshua tree desert Butterflies hatch in my stomach on windy, up and down road Foot fights with brother, he always winning A pit stop on the roadside, with car door privacy As if a mirage, a desert white masonry house appearswith eucalyptus and castor trees lining the gravel driveway, providing cool refuge from a sweltering sun Great aunts, aprons on, busy ricing potatoes Great uncle passing hugs to us all Bleu cheese, turkey, mashed potatoes, rolls reach my stomach, rumbling, set the butterflies free Bone china and good silver graces the table. Feast ready while Susie, the cocker, wanders underfoot. the blessing, the passing food to the right After dinner, sunporch swing rocks me eyelids shutter until a starlit night debut on black damask and fairy lights a day’s journey © jone rush macculloch, draft, 2021  Welcome to 2021 National Poetry Month. It's my fifteenth year of participating (some years better than others). This year I'm taking a look at some previous poems that I enjoyed and will be revising. Some have been on the blog before and others not. I have five great interviews lined up: April 2 POETRY FRIDAY: ALLAN WOLF April 9 POETRY FRIDAY: LISA FIPPS April 16 POETRY FRIDAY: CHRIS BARON April 23 POETRY FRIDAY: JOANNE ROSSMASSLER FRITZ April 30 POETRY FRIDAY: LITA JUDGE I love getting books into the hands of readers so there will be prizes for stopping by and saying hi.  This poem originally appeared in my NPM series on using words with a double LL: Yellow
ENGLISH Sun Sun flower yellow bursts against royal blue squirrels plotting autumn harvest © 2015 Jone Rush MacCulloch all rights reserved Grian flùr miasach buidhe an aghaidh speur gorm feòragan a’ dealbhadh foghar fogharaich © 2021 jone rush macculloch, draft And because there were challenges in the translation, it now says in Scottish Gaelic: Sun sun flower yellow plates against blue sky squirrels planning autumn harvest © 2021 jone rush macculloch, draft  Welcome to 2021 National Poetry Month. It's my fifteenth year of participating (some years better than others). This year I'm taking a look at some previous poems that I enjoyed and will be revising. Some have been on the blog before and others not. I have five great interviews lined up: April 2 POETRY FRIDAY: ALLAN WOLF April 9 POETRY FRIDAY: LISA FIPPS April 16 POETRY FRIDAY: CHRIS BARON April 23 POETRY FRIDAY: JOANNE ROSSMASSLER FRITZ April 30 POETRY FRIDAY: LITA JUDGE I love getting books into the hands of readers so there will be prizes for stopping by and saying hi. CONFESSION: I am posting a day late. But thanks to the time travel ability of posting, it will look like Monday. In 2009, In respond to a prompt by Tricia’s , she asked for a poem "outside my window". I wrote a pantoum in response: outside my window the language of spring speaks tulips dance in the breeze as bee symphony plays a concerto the language of spring speaks poppy poems emerge from the soil bee symphony plays a concerto industrious blue jays build their nest poppy poems emerge from the soil daffodils bow heads in prayer industrious blue jays build their nest as dogwood buds burst onto the stage daffodils bow heads in prayer fiddle heads unfurl, frog croaks for its mate as dogwood buds burst onto the stage morning sun cascades through the trees fiddle heads unfurl, frog croaks for its mate tulips dance in the breeze as morning sun cascades through the trees outside my window © jone rush macculloch, draft, 2009 Today I used the words from this 2009 poem to create a Reverso poem. I also updated some lines to reflect where I live now.
outside my window spring speaks at dawn bees buzz-buzz-buzz a concerto red-winged blackbird answers, conk-la-ree tulips sway in the breeze poppy poems emerge from winter soil black-capped juncos gather twigs red flowering currant bursts into bloom I sip tea, Scottish Fraoch and write morning pages I write morning pages and sip tea, Scottish Fraoch red flowering currant bursts into bloom black-capped juncos gather twigs poppy poems emerge from winter soil tulips sway in the breeze red-winged blackbird answers, conk-la-ree bees buzz-buzz-buzz a concerto spring speaks at dawn outside my window © jone rush macculloch, , draft, 2021  Taking a moment to promote a great idea. I belong to Oregon Writer's Colony. For years, my friend Susan Balckaby has organized a wonderful poetry event, Verse of Ages. When I was teaching and had my "Poetry Rocks" group, we performed at the event.
This last year has changed how we do things. Susan has put together a list of words to generate poems:
 Welcome to 2021 National Poetry Month. It's my fifteenth year of participating (some years better than others).
This year I'm taking a look at some previous poems that I enjoyed and will be revising. Some have been on the blog before and others not. I have five great interviews lined up: April 2 POETRY FRIDAY: ALLAN WOLF April 9 POETRY FRIDAY: LISA FIPPS April 16 POETRY FRIDAY: CHRIS BARON April 23 POETRY FRIDAY: JOANNE ROSSMASSLER FRITZ April 30 POETRY FRIDAY: LITA JUDGE I love getting books into the hands of readers so there will be prizes for stopping by and saying hi. |
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